There is a reason I drove 500 miles North and am now sitting in my mom’s house nursing a hangover. And the reason is this guy…
Now, some of you who have been here for a while will recognize Big Johnny. As for the rest of you, be patient. The story will come out over a series of posts as I sort through the pictures from last night. But suffice it to say, that gesture is by no means insulting, given the circumstances, and is a sign of great respect and love.
That being said, if you ever find yourself, in a bar, on the receiving end of that gesture from that particular guy, and you don’t know him as well as I do, you might want to start stammering apologies and backpedaling.
No… just kidding, he wouldn’t hurt a fly… unless that fly seriously needed some hurting… and then, just stay out of the way.
I love this guy in ways that I don’t have words to explain, and I do words for a living.
But for now, let’s just say that my head was foggier than the Bay Area when I woke up this morning.