brawler

Funny how life has a way of fucking with you isn't it??

Yesterday was a great fucking day...I woke up early expecting it to be raining and it wasn't...the sun was out..it was 80 degrees...fucking awesome..So I ponied up and my boys and I went out on a nice long bike ride all the way out to New Port Richey....is there any better sound then 30 bikes roaring down the highway? I don't think so...it was a great ride...awesome..

Then...Flogging Molly...they always put on a great show and last night's at the Masquerade was no different...other than being shook down and having my bracelets taken it was awesome..the Guinness was flowing and the dancing was jubilant...awesome show man..I fucking loved it..

And then comes this morning..my phone rings at around 11 and I'm still slightly hungover and not all with it and it's my mom..my Uncle, my Godfather...has lung cancer...very aggressive and he might not make it to my brother's wedding which is at the end of the month...fucking heartbreaking man...so I've been at my mom's house all day thinking of what to do...what do you say to someone who's dieing? Is there anything at all you can say? I don't think so...what the fuck man....

I don't know if anyone reads this or not but if someone does..please quit smoking..I quit at the beginning of the year... there are much cooler ways to die...sigh... oh well...

Fair winds...



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