As we meander down this path called life, sometimes we chance upon a fellow traveler whose company makes the trip a little more pleasant. The roses smell a bit sweeter, the penne rustica tastes a little more rustica and the Coke from Mi Ranchito is a bit more refreshing (well actually it pretty much always kicks ass). They stand out like a shiny quarter tossed amongst the pennies in the wishing well of humanity. Those of us at ORotW would like to raise our Rum spiked Hawaiin shaved ices to one such individual. His joyous nature, so infectious it would stick to your soul like the cheese to a burger wrapper. His beaming visage would shine forth splitting the darkness of human suffering like a lighthouse that was only supposed to be using a 1000 watt bulb but instead was using a way higher wattage bulb.....so it's like way way bright. He is one of god's truly special people, and plus I heard he can bench like 600 pounds.
Many of you may ask "What the hell does this have to do with rock"? And admittedly I don't have an answer to that. But I can say this...Websters Dictionary defines "Obscurity" as the act of being obscure. And when you put those 2 together you get "Obscure Rocker", and if I live to be a thousand years old I'll never meet anyone who embodies that spirit more. Shine on you crazy diamond!
I'd like to close by quoting a passage from J-Dawgs favorite song...
'Cos tonight for the first time
At just about half past ten
For the first time in history
It's gonna start raining men
From: It's Raining Men: Kelly Clarkson
We'll miss you bro!
V, Ben, and the Homies
V, Ben, and the Homies
