as you know, i share my birthday weekend with a buddy of mine.
there’s a day in between our birth dates, and today is it.
if you believe in astrology, i’m not sure what that means. maybe that we’re destined to get along. maybe we’re missing a third friend, who was born today.
maybe our parents did it on valentine’s day in 1979.
my buddy is ryan, but we call him kizz.
kizz was one of few in our group who managed to get outta illinois and headed to ohio for college.
he brought us back another friend as a souvenir. the friend’s name’s will.
will now gets to be all our friends.
kizz and i grew up maybe four miles from one another. he played baseball and football, i played soccer. he’s now a pretty darn good golfer…i’m not.
the kid’s incredibly up front about most things, and i think that quality adds a lot to a group dynamic. when something needs bein’ said, kizz will usually say it.
this may get some heat around town, but on some level kizz is one of the few left in our group who’s single, and ladies if you’re reading, you’re missing out on a great guy.
his loyalty is unquestioned.
he actually dated someone i’d dated once, and there’s no doubts about who she liked better.
it’s the only defeat to him i’ll openly admit:)
and i just realized that claiming he’s better for you ladies than me may not be saying much…but i do mean it, ya’ll are missin’ out.
kizz keeps his friends close, and i’m really lucky to be one of them.