Uncle Sparky
DAMNIT! Fest calls me and says - "Take a flight home now. Uncle Sparky is coming up." And on the other end of this you readers say, "So...So.." And to that I say "You haven't lived until you've spent an evening with Uncle Sparky." It's not as though Sparks is that live. Actually most of the time he's pretty laid back. But man - if you get him rolling there is no one that will embarrass himself or not care about what anyone else thinks as much as Sparks. Maybe me - maybe fest - no no fest - but maybe me - "Isn't that bad?" you ask. Umm... depends. But, for this 10 year group of friends, hell no! That kind of stature is revered and bronzed and looked upon from on high by the mighty God of booze. That quality of having the ability to head butt anyone in the joint and then turn around shrug your shoulders and order 7 more shots is the thing that we most appreciate. It's the ability to truly let all people that don't matter fade away and let all things with minimal reprocussion slide.
"You guys are assholes."
"Not really. You just suck. But you know what? We have a thousand times more fun than you do. You hate your life. Go away."
*man what I wouldn't give to hear that tonight. Just one time...it's such a great line.
And then 10 minutes later those same people are back wanting to join. Because we don't discriminate against anyone. If you have jokes and you are also willing to let things slide and laugh at yourself then you can become a temporary member for a night. Just don't hate us when you get your bar tab and it looks like you just entertained a college basketball team to a night out at Ruth Chris.
What ever happened to Shane, Deano, Nick, and Dale? - ahh they all grew up a little I guess. Or maybe they weren't that way to begin with (a little they all were I guess) and they eventually found their own friends who match that vibe. Well Uncle Sparky is in my vibe. He is always in the "Oh OHHH I don't give a shit" vibe. That vibe suits me just fine. Oh and by the way - they give this guy a gun. Man it's like license to take a champion killer pit bull out. If I was there I would hug and kiss him, but instead I'm going to go out and have a toast to their evening. Crush 'em all gents. Crush 'em all.
