Day 30

Big Green Tractor (Live) by Jason Aldean

Hand up – I’ve been slacking. I have a ways to go and haven’t kept up with these.

Also, low key, if my math is correct, 40 days and 40 nights, but there’s 47 this year? Jesus, what’s good my guy?

Either way, goal here is to finish out to 40 with one a day starting tonight. I got you guys.

Apart of why I had taken a leave of absence from writing these blogs was because of one of my absolute BOYS weddings this weekend. Yes I’m getting old.

One of the best parts about being 26 is one of your best friends could be getting married, your other friend could be finding himself in the Himalayas, and you don’t even know what you’re having for dinner tonight. Gotta love your mid 20’s.

Anyways, this is a tribute to one of my oldest friends and newly wedded. Cheers bruv.

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Junior year high school summer. Another summer filled with too many sports but just enough weekends to decompress. It’s that pivotal summer where you start becoming teammates with the seniors in sports if you’re on varsity. Each hangout session felt like a job interview. Constantly under the radar of the higher ups trying to slam as many busch lights or gwp’s as you can to make it to the next round. We all passed with flying colors.

However, there was a week where it was solely dedicated to the bronski boys that sticks out.

My dad travelled a lot for work, sometimes weeks at a time. My step mom worked as a nurse, meaning she was gone majority of nights.

A high schoolers dream.

I had the guys over and we spent all day and night playing beer pong in my back yard. We’d often end it with a nightcap having a bonfire then going our separate ways. I was going through a weird transition at the time being newly single. I think at that time I wanted the party to go on as long as possible so the night silence didn’t get too sharp.

As the night crowd started to dwindle, my guy was the last one standing. We headed down the street to our local 7/11 to get some taquitos and slurpees. It quickly turned into one of the weirdest altercations I’ve had with a cashier in my life.

We got some taquitos and rotisserie dogs then started some back and fourth with the cashier.

“oooo you guys like those taquitos huh.”

“ya”

“you know what I can do for you guys is pop those bad boys in the microwave for ya. get those real nice.”

“ya that sounds good dude”

“yeah all they usually take is about 30 seconds. I’ll get those nice and warm for you guys.”

“…”

put the fries in the bag, dude.

It’s a story we still joke about to this day.

Anyways, we got back to my place and watched the fire burn out with our dogs and beers in hand. I had this song playing in the background.

This dude is just so special, man. Anyone who meets him would tell you the same. One of the just best glue guys you’ll ever meet with a humor unmatched. I doubt I will meet few people in this life that are funnier.

More importantly, I think this dude is just the epitome of resilience. Time after time this guys been dealt a bad hand (whether it was him dealing or not), and time after time he’s come out on top. He’s a true inspiration, an even better friend, and I don’t know what I’d do without him.

Cheers, brother. Love always.