Hi friend

Lord have mercy I just tried to tell one simple how we met story out of who knows how much I have notes on to tell and it was completely impossible to decipher. Is there a way to speak and upload audio files by chance?? I'm not at all ambidextrous and have severe burns on my right hand at the moment.... I'll try to sneak in entries while on the computer at work tomorrow otherwise. Love and miss you Brad

one of my favorite stories the Brad told me was when he was coming home late from Shop and Save in South Saint Louis and older black woman came up to him and looked at him and yelled crack! And he looked back at her then turned around, pull down his pants and bend over, then proceeded to spread his ass cheeks and yell crack! She then responded, white boy you just don't understand.

So whenever Brad and I were in a car and he would see someone jogging on the side of the road he would roll down the window and yell as loudly as he could, keep running your ass is still fat!

Similarly to the jogging story, used to love seeing people at the bus stop. He would always roll down my window and hang out it and yell, the bus isn't coming it was broke down a couple blocks ago! People would start walking home with bags of groceries and all kinds of stuff because of his lying ass LOL

Brad and Chad and I don't know who else... I think Glenn was there and maybe even Becky. We went to go see macabre and throughout the whole show Brad chose to scream Freebird! And Skynyrd rocks! Those guys didn't even know how to react, I promise you LOL

It was kind of similar to win I took Brad to see Bobcat Goldthwait perform and we were so drunk that we heckled him to the point of being made fun of by him on Stage

I always said that when I had a child I would teach her one lesson that you taught Emily. And I certainly did. A i k o is now 9 years old, and she knows that the only reason why anyone letters is because they're lazy.

I will also never forget Emily sweet young voice saying my daddy lives in a strawberry because you lived in Shrewsbury.

Emily, your father might not have been perfect but I promise you there is no daddy in the world that could have loved his girl harder and more sincerely than that man loved you. If you ever ever want to talk my phone number is five seven three 275-4910

So our dear friend and family member had a pseudonym for absolutely everything. And when I say pseudonym is probably closer to euphemism. Well reverse euphemism anyway LOL. Here's a few that I remember off the top of my head:

St Louis wish Shit Loser, Misery
The Central West End was the central rear end
Rolling Rock Beer was blowing cock
Shrewsbury was Screwsbury but he always had to mention and add to that that his daughter said that he lived in a strawberry LOL
River Des Peres was River Des poo
Webster Groves was Webster Grooves
Jamie Lee Curtis became Jamie Lee clitoris

Please add to the list, I know you all remember others

#1 EMILY
Argyle socks
Unique artwork
Spirals
Fast music with intelligent lyrics and hard drugs
Women in sweaters
Redheaded females
Wearing shorts (his navy blue cut off Dickies were his 365 trademark
Learning, reading, questioning, searching, pondering
White chocolate
Cheesecake
Real conversation
Chicago
The number 9
The word chaos because of what it meant and also because he taught me that you couldn't take the letters and rearrange them into any other word using them all only once
Oddities like when I taught him how Mozart made a noise Symphony that took four different orchestras and put them in every corner of the room surrounding everyone played notes that didn't go together just to annoy the crap out of everyone involved. That was right up Brad's alley and mine
Kevin Spacey, we used to watch The Usual Suspects over and over and over and pause it and analyze it and look at it LOL. There was even a point to where he told me that he would never bend over for any man because he's straight except Kevin Spacey because he admired him so much as an actor. Now he was exaggerating to an extent but it's funny how now we know that Kevin Spacey might not have minded that so much LMAO
Brad loved and hated life. He.... yeah even after a decade im not ready to further explain that thought

Size of the silly little car. It was a Ford Festiva. If you've ever seen one you can go by Brad's description and look at it like a roller skate or a milk carton turned on its side with wheels. However it got us too many shows in Chicago and got us around town tell me how to drive a manual transmission. It served its purpose. It's stereo did not work though. So I took a small tape deck and literally velcroed it to the dashboard under the windshield. And had to purchase batteries constantly they were size C I would go to the Dollar Tree and get them by the Dozen. Will these very cheap batteries a lost their power very quickly. So my back seats would have at any given time 50 batteries size C batteries laying back there. So Brad took it upon himself to roll down my windows and start throwing them at people and things at nice cars at anything that he had any of version to whatsoever. And of course I soon followed suit. We would be driving around the counties in St Louis chucking he C size batteries and any and everything the gave us the slightest bit of reason to not like them. We ended up with the police chased out of neighborhoods, we had people with bats running down the street, everything you could imagine. We never stopped the practice though.

I've met my pain threshold for tonight. Will add more tomorrow. I love each and every one of you that loved this man. None of us will ever be fortunate to know another like him. Damn I miss my brother

Brad and Chad and I don't know who else... I think Glenn was there and maybe even Becky. We went to go see macabre and throughout the whole show Brad chose to scream Freebird! And Skynyrd rocks! Those guys didn't even know how to react, I promise you LOL

It was kind of similar to win I took Brad to see Bobcat Goldthwait perform and we were so drunk that we heckled him to the point of being made fun of by him on Stage

Okay I swear I actually do give up now. For tonight it's over. This text to talk is not saying what I'm trying to get it to say. I'm telling whole stories and it's not even writing them out. Not to mention my hand looks like something that the alien queen drooled on with her acid rule. Good night everyone. I love you Brad.