The future is there, you can see it....
History was written. Memories were etched in fire, pain was endured, happiness ensued. The Bay Area brought many emotions and smells. Mostly smells. Through it I had a good friend. Jose, this blog is for you man. Thanks for the 5 years of good listening. While we had some good memories, like drawing all over our newly painted walls. And bad, like vomiting such a toxic asian liquid I scourched the earth itself on the corner of 22nd and Cabrillo. Thanks for time at KSBY, thanks for the times in SF. I wish you luck man. You've always been a great friend. Stay in touch.
As I told him recently. He truely is the kind of man who WOULD give another man the common courtesey of a reach around, if he were fucking another man in the ass. Thanks Jose. You are missed.
As I told him recently. He truely is the kind of man who WOULD give another man the common courtesey of a reach around, if he were fucking another man in the ass. Thanks Jose. You are missed.