His parents are big ol' hippies.
From a FoxNews.Com article:
Almost more interesting than Adam, though, is his dad, Eber Lambert. This is where the theatricality comes from. Eber Lambert is the host of Poetry Open Mic night in San Diego at Rebecca’s in South Park, He’s also an aspiring writer himself, working with San Diego Writers Ink. According to Eber Lambert’s bio, he “was born the son of a tent re-canvaser in Outer Mongolia before being sublimated and reissued in Hinesburg, Vermont in the mid 1960s. He began writing disturbed poetry and prose much to the chagrin and repeated dissuasion of his writing teachers in college. So he became an electrical engineer and wrote strictly as a creative outlet for the next 25 years. In the 80s, he worked for the secret Nixon government and developed technology for Post-Extinction Warfare and Time Dilation Reality Modulators. After an extended midlife crisis in the late 90s, he narrowly escaped a track home suburban existence, underwent extensive deprogramming to emerge in 2002 divorced, the father of grown children and ready to resume his 20s. Still a part time writer, allegedly 37.3 percent of the way through his first novel, Eber spends his days working toward the Quixotic goal of early retirement — at least, this is the way Eber tells it.”
You can hear one of Eber Lambert’s pieces, about Jesus “getting all the babes” here. It begins: “Jesus and the Apostles were an early psychedelic garage band that rode into Jerusalem on chopped Harley mules.” It’s pretty amusing, actually.
LOL!!
That's even worse than what I remember.
You can hear one of Eber Lambert’s pieces, about Jesus “getting all the babes” here. It begins: “Jesus and the Apostles were an early psychedelic garage band that rode into Jerusalem on chopped Harley mules.”
What crap. It's not even funny.
This plus the fact that he's a proud host of a "Poetry Open Mic night" makes me want to grab a baseball bat and start swinging.
Ew, well that explains Adam!