6:38 p.m.
May 02, 2005
I have known you since what, fourth, fifth grade? When do you stop being in Cub scouts? I don't know. But it's been a good run. It seems like I've known you all this time, though there was that gap between then and high school. Hell, the first class I had as a Northsider featured you.

That's a weird word to use, 'featured'. But it fits. I dig the mythology associated with you. It's odd, you're just, quite simply, the guy. It's weird, in a good way. I like it.

I wonder whether or not such a mythology is awesome to you. I assume it's associated with the way you present yourself - you have this blunt manner of speech that isn't basely offensive (like mine) but likable.

And I do wish I'd gotten to know you better over the years. You're a great guy, really. You've got this thing that I try to do down pat. I mean, this thing I'm trying to nail, the attitude, you have it. Or maybe you don't. Hell, you could easily be as insecure as I am - but if you are, I certainly don't see it. You know what you do, and you do it with an endearing condescension. This is not a bad thing, this is the thing I'm going for - You know who deserves what. And you've got a subtlety to you about it, a very sly way of saying it that makes it all the more better.

All in all, you're one of the guys. And I like it that way. Will I see you after June 7? I think I'm bound to, eventually. As often as I'd like? Nah. But keep in touch, man. You're the posterchild of genuinely good guys.

And thanks for never getting involved with Jenn. That's just a safety issue.
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