The Road to Enlightenment Passes Through My House and Brought a Boy Wearing Batman Pajamas |
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If this is how it goes, I don't want any more fans to become my friends. I digress. KC O'Connor and I share books, music, beer, and, if we'd known each other before getting caught in Cupid's crosshairs with pony-tailed blondes under our arms, we'd have probably shared living space too. We're fathers driving down dirt roads seeing what may become of ourselves. Actually we don't need to seek it, we keep our hearts wide open and enlightenment knows where to find us when it needs to. Often it pays us a visit when we're not on the road to an adventure. Rather, think bedtime in the comfort of our own homes . . . he recently sent me this nugget: I'm sharing these words with you in hopes that you may find some comfort & wisdom in them as I have. The following is an actual conversation with 7 year old Riley last night..... Dad - "Riley, get your jammies on, almost time for bed." I hugged my prodigy, helped into his Batman pajamas and put him to bed. Parenthood... who knew? |
My very first - perhaps only - real fan who's since become a hell of a friend stands about 5' 8" (and he'll claim that he's actually a solid 6' tall) with a thick beard just waiting for its first gray follicle and if you disturb him in the morning prior to a mug of coffee, he typically raises his middle finger toward you.
