Had myself a pretty nice little Saturday this past weekend.
No I did not go to Home Depot and buy some wallpaper.
Didn’t get some flooring.
Couldn’t find the time to hit Bed, Bath, & Beyond.
I really don’t like writing about my life too often, but this calls for an exception.
All of this starts with a man we all call Tommy Z.
Short in stature, but a truly one of a kind heart.
The man can you get you fired up for just about anything with the passion in his voice.
He cares for so many and never really looks out for himself.
Here he is sandwiched in-between his son and myself at the after party.
You could never tell, but I’m about 12-15 jack and cokes deep here.
Maybe mix in a water, asshole.
Tommy isn’t family by blood, but I certainly treat him like he is.
He got to know my dad while they grew up in Brooklyn together.
Naturally it was only getting worse and he needed legit help.
The former fireman in Tommy realized what was going on and saved the day.
Since that moment they became extremely close friends.
Tommy is the man and I’m grateful to have him in my life.
I’m not entirely sure if either the bride or groom have seen the show based on that selection.
Seated at my table were some of my dad’s closest friends who are still kicking.
When we were hanging out with this crew you knew it was going to be an awesome time.
For whatever reason anytime I hear ‘Black Hole Sun’ my mind immediately gravitates back to those days.
I promise you they haven’t missed a beat in that department.
Saturday night was the first time I’d seen them together since the funeral.
I think I spooked them at first with how many mannerisms I share with my dad.
Either that or it was my hideous appearance.
Hoping for the former!
Was stoked to be able to grab a picture with them before they called it a night.
Feels like I’m going to be seeing them more often now, which is great.
Wouldn’t ya believe it, today would have been my old man’s 68th birthday.
I think he’d be happy we all reconnected and hit it off like we did.
It’s amazing what a few really good, dedicated pals can do for one another.
Seeing them all in action again was quite the sight for these eyes.
It’s said all the time, but life is way too fucking short.
ensure you find yourself some awesome friends like these guys to make the ride worth it in the end.
Congrats to Drew and your beautiful bride on a great night.
Here’s to hoping the Curb music doesn’t come back to bite ya.
I kid, sort of.
Sorry your dad got the shine in this blog, but I think you’ll understand.
The title of this blog is a little much I get it.
I struggled to figure one out for way too long.
