January 15, 2004

Beach Mill

Scott and I spent some quality time growing up together. And despite the fact that times have changed, careers and families have dragged us to different parts of the country, we still keep in touch and have almost every day since he moved in 1990. He came to my wedding, where I married my beautiful wife and he met his future bride. We attended his wedding a few years back and had the opportunity to meet their gorgeous daughter not long ago. I’m still astonished that one of us has one of those.

There was this road not far from where we lived. It was buried in woods, complete with twists and turns, bridges and streams. We’d cruise back and forth on cool spring and summer evenings with the stereo in my Jeep cranked as loud as it could go. We listened to everything but I especially remember The Police, Iron Maiden, Queensryche, Led Zeppelin, Pink Floyd and Ozzy Osbourne. Sure, we might not have always had great taste back then but remember, these were “formative years.”

Time invariably passes. I drove down that road not long ago and it seemed much smaller and less mysterious. But the fact that the friendship is still there more than makes up for the loss of youth. Although I will admit that I still listen to the occasional Iron Maiden song.

Scott’s one of the few people who stops by the site who knows me in “real life.” I think he’d tell you that what you see here is pretty much what you get, urinal cake photography and all. Anyway, this one’s for you, man:

Posted by Chris at January 15, 2004 10:18 AM

so you've gone from piss and vineger
to piss and photographs?

Posted by: stacy at January 15, 2004 11:13 AM

Friends like that are awesome and they last forever.

Posted by: Jaded Angel at January 15, 2004 01:18 PM