The Book of Donovan

Donovan Adkisson

The Book of Donovan is an introspective journal hosted by Donovan Adkisson, a 30-year technology veteran, community journalist, and South Georgia native. Moving beyond the technical deep-dives of his other networks, this podcast offers a candid look at the man behind the machines, exploring the "chapters" of a life spent at the intersection of rural living and high-tech innovation.

  1. Sep 21

    Lawn Mowers and Fast Food

    In this episode, I celebrate 1,215 days of alcohol retirement and tell the story of what should have been a routine Friday cutting the grass but instead turned into an all-day battle with my aging Troy-Bilt lawnmower. What started with me blaming the mower’s increasingly temperamental safety switches turned out to be a corroded battery cable, followed by a disconnected ignition switch, and then—once Tyler and I finally got the damn thing running—a hidden tree root bent my nearly new mower blade badly enough to start digging trenches through the yard. After a hurried trip to the mower shop, forty bucks for a replacement blade, and considerably more aggravation than I had planned for, I finally managed to finish the yard. But the whole ordeal also made me realize how differently I handle frustration after more than three years without alcohol. There was a time when a day like that would have pissed me off enough to quit, start drinking, make everyone around me miserable, and wake up the next morning regretting how I'd behaved. Instead, I kept working the problem: figure out what’s wrong, fix what I can, and move on to the next thing. At 1,215 days sober, that ability to deal with aggravation without letting it ruin the rest of my day—or everyone else's—is one of those less obvious benefits of alcohol retirement that I probably appreciate more than I ever expected. Then I move on to another modern-day aggravation: the absolutely ridiculous price of fast food. A Burger King run for four people—four burgers, two large fries, two large onion rings, two specialty sides, and seven extra zesty sauces that I paid for but didn't actually receive all of—came to $67. That sent me down the rabbit hole of comparing fast food to pizza and realizing that I can buy four or five Domino's pizzas, feed everybody for several meals, and usually spend less money. Along the way I defend my appreciation for Arby's cheesesteaks, profess my love for Domino's, reminisce about the legendary old-school Pizza Hut Priazzo, and generally wonder when grabbing a few hamburgers became a financial decision. I wrap things up with a little housekeeping about The Book of Donovan, my Podscope platform, and the new newsletter signup at bookofdonovan.com. Contact Information Email: podcast@bookofdonovan.com Website: https://bookofdonovan.com

  2. Sep 17

    Coffee, Cul-de-Sacs & Common Ground

    Recorded on an iPhone 17 Pro Max and Airpods A cool September morning, a cup of instant coffee, some noisy birds, and apparently a school bus I didn't even know had a reason to come through my neighborhood sent me wandering down memory lane. In this episode, I take a morning walk around the neighborhood I've called home since 2006 and think about how much—and how little—has changed over the past twenty years. I talk about raising and homeschooling our three kids, watching two of them head off to the West Coast, and hoping the creative one still at home eventually becomes one of those artsy people who actually strikes it rich. Somehow that leads to air fryers, a missing Amazon delivery, a conversation with a delivery driver whose explanation made absolutely no sense, grocery pickup, mosquitoes that apparently didn't get the memo that it's getting cooler, and the strange little routines that make up everyday life. But the morning also gets me thinking about something deeper: community and isolation. When we moved from the country into a suburban neighborhood, I imagined we'd eventually know the people around us—the kind of place where neighbors talked, helped each other out, had cookouts, and occasionally wandered across the street just to shoot the shit. Twenty years later, I know the names of maybe four families in a neighborhood of roughly twenty houses. That gets me thinking about politics, religion, and just how divided we've become. My family has always been a little different from most of the people around us here in South Georgia, but I've also had conversations with people who see the world very differently from me and discovered that sometimes, when people actually talk to each other instead of shouting at each other, there's still a little common ground to be found. As I watch the morning get brighter and wait unsuccessfully for a flock of geese to land on the pond, I realize there's a certain irony to all of it. I grew up in the country feeling fairly isolated. When we moved here, I thought suburban life might be different. Twenty years later, I'm still pretty isolated—only now I have much faster Internet. It's a rambling morning walk through family, neighbors, politics, Amazon logistics, working from home, running a business, getting older, and wondering where everything goes from here. Basically, it's another page from The Book of Donovan. NOTE: Please sign up to get my newsletter by visiting https://bookofdonovan.com so you can stay up to date with whatever nonsense I'm spewing even IF it's not in podcast form. :) Contact Information Email: podcast@bookofdonovan.com Website: https://bookofdonovan.com

  3. Aug 24

    More Years Behind Me Than In Front of Me

    Today I went to a funeral. I generally avoid funerals whenever I can, but this was one I couldn't miss. The wife of an old friend—someone I once worked with, spent countless late nights gaming with, drank with, laughed with, and came to think of almost like a brother—passed away from cancer at just 54 years old. Seeing him again opened a door to a part of my life I hadn't visited in a very long time. We met more than 25 years ago, when I was helping build CityNet, the City of Tifton's broadband network. Our friendship actually started because he called to tell me our network was configured wrong. Naturally, being an IT guy, my first reaction was basically, Who the hell does this guy think he is? The problem was, he was right. That phone call eventually became lunch, then a job, and ultimately a friendship. Along with another guy on our team, we spent years building networks, solving problems, playing World of Warcraft until ridiculous hours of the night, drinking too much, and generally having the kind of fun you don't realize you're going to miss until decades have passed. Life eventually moved on. I left the job. They eventually left too. Careers changed. Families changed. We stopped seeing one another. A friendship that had once been part of my everyday life gradually became an occasional phone call or text—and eventually not even much of that. Then last week, his wife died. Standing at her funeral today with people I hadn't seen in roughly fifteen years brought all of those memories rushing back. And when my old friend finally recognized me after the service, we shook hands, hugged, and I realized just how much I still love this guy. I'm an emotionally guarded person. I don't throw the word love around casually. But I love him. He's like a brother to me, even if somewhere along the way we allowed life to turn that brotherhood into distance. His wife's death made something painfully clear to me: an era of my life is ending. I'm 56 years old. She was 54. My friend is around the same age. There aren't unlimited tomorrows anymore, and there's no guarantee that the people who mattered during one chapter of our lives will still be there when we finally decide to revisit it. So I'm giving myself some advice that I'm probably going to be terrible at following. Call your old friends. If somebody once mattered to you and you've drifted apart simply because you don't work together anymore, don't play the same games anymore, or life just got in the way, don't wait for a funeral to get everybody back into the same room. Send the text. Make the phone call. Go have lunch. Sit around and tell the same stupid stories you've already told a hundred times. Because one morning you may wake up to a text telling you that the opportunity is gone. I don't know that there's some profound lesson beyond that. Today I'm nostalgic. I'm sad. I'm thinking about people I love, years that disappeared much faster than I expected, and a chapter of my life that suddenly feels much farther away than it did yesterday. Maybe I just needed to talk it out. So hug the people you love. And if there's an old friend you've been meaning to call, call them. Don't wait until the next funeral. Contact Information Email: podcast@bookofdonovan.com Website: https://bookofdonovan.com

  4. Jun 22

    Happy Father's Day & Other Stuff

    My Behind-the-Scenes Recording Nightmare• The Lost 40 Minutes: This is actually my second attempt at recording this podcast episode. I initially spent 40 minutes talking over at my radio station desk (where I run WRTO.fm), but when I went to edit it, I realized I that it didn’t record — not sure why. • Three Years Sober: I recently hit my three-year soberversary on May 27th and today marks 1122 days of alcohol retirement. I wanted to record something back then, but life just got in the way. The Coding & AI Projects Burning Up My Brain Photo by Igor Omilaev on Unsplash I like to joke with my sons, Tyler and Devon, that I’m basically a toddler with a hand grenade when it comes to coding because I’m not a software engineer. My last real programming stint was back in the early 2000s using Visual Basic to write a work order app at CityNet. But lately, I’ve been having a blast using Claude (Opus and Sonnet) alongside OpenAI’s Codecs to build out some serious custom tech: • Forklift Warranty Platform: I built a dealer portal for a friend’s forklift manufacturing company that handles dealer registration, warranty registrations, claims processing, and exclusive manual access. This might be my first AI-assisted project that I actually get paid for. • BBS Emulator & Wildcat! Server: Back in 1993 or 1994, I helped run a two-line Bulletin Board System called Peach Online in Fitzgerald, Georgia, running Wildcat! software under OS/2. My wife and daughter recently found my original Wildcat! 5 CD-ROM, so now I’m running Windows 98 SE inside Proxmox to see if I can build a modern web front-end that connects via Telnet to a true, authentic Wildcat! server. You can see the emulator I already built at bbs.anairo.com. • “Scope” Document Management: I didn’t care for the bulky document managers on the market, so I built my own. It runs in a privileged LXC container, monitors my Synology NAS shares, automatically OCRs new PDFs or image files, and passes the text to an Ollama container to generate summaries and suggest tags. I keep my public code over at git.knowthenerds.com. • Radio Station Automation: I used Claude to redesign WRTO.fm’s web player widgets, integrate weather, and build a couple of automation scripts. One is a watchdog container that uses API calls to reboot my free playout software (Radio DJ) if it freezes, and another automatically scans new music to write intro cue markers. • “Core” MSP Dashboard: I’m developing an IT management dashboard that connects securely to client endpoints (which I call “Sentries”) via Cloudflare tunnels. It features remote control integration via a RustDesk relay and can even image a PC to an ISO using WIM files. • FreshBooks Alternative: FreshBooks has raised my rates from $25 to $38 a month over the years, so I’m building a custom billing proof-of-concept tied to my own Stripe account to see if I can completely replicate their invoicing functionality. How I Spent Father’s Day• Red Velvet Treats: Father’s Day yesterday was a nice, low-key day. My 29-year-old daughter baked me her famous red velvet sandwich cookies—she uses cake mix but reduces the liquid to get a perfect texture right between a cake and a cookie, then sandwiches buttercream icing in the middle. They are awesome. • Pivoting the Menu & Movie Night: We accidentally bought the wrong vegetable mix for the Philly cheesesteak meatballs my wife wanted to make, which bummed her out. I told her not to worry about it, so we called an audible and had chili instead. We spent the rest of the day hanging out watching The Super Mario Galaxy movie and Alien: Romulus. Keep in Touch• Public Repository: git.knowthenerds.com • BBS Project: bbs.anairo.com • Email Me: podcast@bookofdonovan.com

  5. Apr 20

    Not Yet 60, but Tired Already

    I’ve decided to rebrand the show to The Book of Donovan. To be honest, I sat on this recording for a week because it felt too dark, even for me. But I had to get it out of my system. I’m 56 years old, and on May 4th, 2026, I’ll hit my 36th wedding anniversary. While I’ve managed to keep this family afloat and we live in a nice neighborhood, I’m struggling. I wake up at 5 a.m. every day to a routine of coffee, news, and checking my IT management dashboard. It’s a grind. I recently lost a major client, so we’re having to tighten the budget, and our old vehicles—one of which is 24 years old—constantly need expensive repairs. Deep down, I haven’t been happy in years. I feel a lot of guilt because, on paper, I have what I need, yet I’m miserable most of the time. I often feel like the effort in my life is one-sided; I handle 98% of what gets done around the house, from the laundry to 60% of the cooking. I find myself looking back at my 20s and 30s with nostalgia—back when I was a network manager for CityNet in Tifton, fighting to get DSL into our neighborhood, and staying up until 3 a.m. playing World of Warcraft with my wife. Now, I wrestle with the “why” of it all. We spend our lives chasing goals only to find ourselves barreling toward 60 with nothing of substance to show for it. I’m tired, I’m scared, and I’m filled with a rage that I only manage to keep in check because I’m no longer masking things with alcohol. I’ve made bad decisions in the past, and I carry a lot of shame for how I’ve treated people emotionally. This isn’t meant to be uplifting—this is my therapy. If you’re feeling the same way, you can reach me at podcast@bookofdonovan.com.

    Not Yet 60, but Tired Already

About

The Book of Donovan is an introspective journal hosted by Donovan Adkisson, a 30-year technology veteran, community journalist, and South Georgia native. Moving beyond the technical deep-dives of his other networks, this podcast offers a candid look at the man behind the machines, exploring the "chapters" of a life spent at the intersection of rural living and high-tech innovation.