today is the day.
the big day.
the berf day.
the one where my very best buddy,
my ace numero uno homeboy,
my infused and transcendent blood brother from beyond the borders of paternity,
the dude i like the best,
turns another 'nother all-the-way official year older.
this is the day when that happens.
and here's the thing-
he HATES berfdays.
a whole lot.
he's got his lovely wife and his beautiful toddler to keep him from ignoring it,
and i've got a public forum to announce it on, too.
HAPPY BERFDAY TO THE CUCCH.
damn, i really love that guy.
he's basically a better version of myself,
and i see the traits that i wish i had more of present in abundance in him.
i couldn't have asked for a better existential other,
and i have to say,
i miss him more than just about anything.
i am very grateful for our best-friendship and the genuine brotherhood we've chosen.
he deserves all the best things, all the time,
because he's good and kind and honest and true.
that's the truth, and that's all there is to it.
happy berfday to the best one;
never quiet, never soft.....