the pecan sandys

if you're reading this, you're probably someone with whom i've spent some good quality time. you've been a good friend, i'm sure. we've probably made some jokes, talked about life or death or God or nature or how bad the pirates suck, maybe we've changed each other in some way through our time together. i don't call you enough and you never gave back that big trouble in little china dvd that you borrowed from me. i probably don't live near you any more and you're probably still laughing because i live in delaware now.

that being said, i promise you that i wonder how you're doing and what your life is like now and if we'll ever get to go fishing, golfing, foosballing, skiing, climbing, streaking, beans-ing, small boat sailing, clay shooting, pumpkin smashing, or cow paintballing again.

so, in an effort to stimulate your emotions so as to render a phone call or email or care package filled with fun dip, here's a song that we like:



now stop crying and let's hug it out.