one good thing about music, when it hits you, you feel no pain

wow, seems like its been forever and i guess its been over 2 weeks. this is more of a celebratory blog event. just happy to have the internet working over here. this feels so good to be able to write and see my thoughts in black and white and know that they'll be available for the masses. i was commended for courage and such this week by a cousin, and i thanked him. however, i read somewhere that its only through honesty that we are able to acheive growth, so by putting this out there, i am rewarded with a sense of accountability. sure, i dont have to tell you everything and i dont, but you know a lot of things about me if you read this or if you're a close friend, way more than the aquaintances i keep. big night, i guess. my cousin is getting married and i'm bringing a new friend, should be exciting. i'm looking forward to and hope to actually hang out with my brother afterwards and it would be the first ever two-brother prospective blog experience which i've been so ready to start up. if you dont know, its a blog page i started for he and i. storiesbybrothers.blogspot.com, we basically share stories from our lives to give you some insight as to who you're talking to, then in some instances, maybe tonight, we will attend the same event and share seperate accounts of said event from our own eyes. its an interesting concept that occured to me several weeks ago and i think it will be fun, entertaining, and possibly lucrative. if nothing else, therapeutic opportunity to write as a tandem. ah. feels good to be back. i'm really happy with the way things have been the last 2 weeks. well, aside from that guy i had to throw out of the bar for flinging three quarters at me and saying i would have gotten more if i had 'done my fucking job'. hmm, okay. so, you have drinks and your change and you're on your way out,  just leave. apparently, i did do my job, which i'm really good at, and if you weren't satisfied you could have just walked your candyass out of my family's establishment and been done, but you thought you were going to show your teeth and disrespect me in my house, no sir. i'm sorry. as a matter of fact, i'm so sorry that you can take this 75 cents back, except they're coming cc sabathia style, then he turned and had a problem with the returning of the change, so i had to come around the bar and force him out. crazy stuff. dont ever recall being that angry at someone. i told him not to ever stop in there again, he said he'd be back, i'd love to see him pull that stunt with my little brother, he thought i came at him with some hostility, shit! little bro is like a pack of black cats, i'm a f'ing sparkler. i'm the always calm laid back one, my brother once said, and i quote, "I'll wreck my fucking truck to prove a point" and he has. he's got a low tolerance for knuckle headedness. anyways. its nice to be back. good to finally put something on paper. but for now, i'll say its 'closing time' for todays rambling. so i'll close with the 'closing time' story. i went to buffalo wild wings tuesday with my new friend and we sat next to a gentleman with a newspaper, it wasnt a wallstreet journal, but you know the types that read the paper at the bar, this was a mature, probably well established gentleman. anyways, i set there right beside him, he was on the right, my friend on the left and i was freezing. what is one to do at a time like this? i mean, i came for wings and was uncomfortably cold. i did the only thing any self respecting man in my position could do. i broke into song, "frozen time, time for you to go out and get your jacket to stay warm." not like a low volume tune, it rang out. "frozen time, how can i enjoy my wings in sub-zero temp er a ture". good shit. anyways, hence the name of this blog. those are lyrics from one of my favorite songs by bob marley, trenchtown rock. thanks for tuning in.