To the sweetest joy (according to Tupac)

Its always a nice feeling when you hear someone who had an instrumental part in your adult development is still inspiring the world. I found out yesterday, ironically from another vessel of inspiration, my college roommate Dan completed his first novel. Im so proud of this dude. I'm especially proud because he was a amazing writer in college. Very poetic, and just flat out nice with the pen. I cant wait until my joint comes in the mail. I'll have a little bookshelf keepsake to add to my many leather-bound books and the rich smell of mahogany in my apartment. Dan, I'll never forget little jorge, juan, ernesto, jesus, and sancho chillin in the desk drawers late night. Nor will i forget all the porn matty had on his computer. Congrats my good friend. You can read the first chapter of the book here
dans book

She's Simply Awesome

Man. I've been to a few places in my lifetime. I've seen a thang or two. My largest reget is unfortunately having the misfortune of memory space comparable to an old man. An old man that's better at laughing at his own jokes than telling em. A funny old man that leaves his dentures on the table every time he comes over for dinner. For this reason and the inspiration from enjoying my close friends' blogs, i've decided to start my own. So now this old man can share his stories at the dinner table before he leaves his teeth!

To all the girls i've loved before, and eventually forgot. My favorite shower song of all time.


btw. In the shower when I hit that high note on the chorus. Ya boy sounds just like ole' billy.