Brotherhood of the Grape

There are few people on this earth that i enjoy seeing more than the Kid.  And it's through the Kid that i met CBK, you may have seen some of his paintings before and they are damn good and though you may not have read the Kid's writings they are damn good as well and nothing pleases me more than seeing the both of them and drinking beer and bumming their cigarettes and watching them cuz in a nutshell they remind me of me, and yeah i'm fucking half in the bag and typing and what have you but fuck it and you and the horse you rode in on, cuz the Kid is like the little brother i never had, 13 years my junior and CBK not far behind  and they possess all the fire and self doubt and anger though they don't see it all the time, hope that this jaded old bastard once had, what i see in them is me a decade ago and i can't help but smile, and i know that at times i probably sound like some complacent old man to them but i'm just trying to give a ltittle guidance, guidance i wish i had but most likely would have ignored cuz that what being young and pissed off is all about, but man do i love those two, the remind me of everything good, they remind me that art is not a means to an end but just a way of living, and even though sometimes they might forget that this old man doesn't and it makes him better for knowing it and them.... so have a drink at the pub for me my brothers, i'm off to bed to get up in 4 hours to shuffle in to my last full day of work, might as well finish like i started, hungover and smiling...