Same shit different year

This is a trip down memory lane, I can't help but smile as I take in the scene. It seems almost like a right of massage. Testosterone, estrogen, alcohol and music - a combination like no other. I don't miss those years (or these limes - I have slightly different limes now), I'm happy that I experienced them though. Life experiences good and not so good mold you. Today (21 Dec. 2010) my nephew turned 25 - I was doing this same shit at his age now, difference is when I was doing it I took him along with me. Do the math. He's been indoctrinated for some time now. Damn, maybe I introduced him to the life too early, oh well, what is done is done, fuck it. And the cycle continues. I write this now almost with a feeling of pride (almost, with a dash of amusement) - the mischief continues (nature or nurture). Fuck I'm twisted (sometimes). Happy 25th Birthday to Miguel Marlon Joseph (you'll always be Gabriel to me). Love you buddy.