This coming Friday (16/11/07) it will be 5 years to the day since my best friend (since 1983), died in this weird pushbike accident.
Despite years of solid friendship, my fickle Gemini nature meant that we didn't hang together constantly. I would jump from social group to social group expanding my network of drinking buddies and conquests (most of those conquests were drinking buddies
) and as I wore out my welcome or got to the point where I was just repeating the some dumb jokes and it was time to leave, I always knew I could just pop back around to Robs place, smoke some weed, get drunk, listen to music or watch a vid, and there was never any tension or expectation, or explanations required. Our friendship was as strong as always and he just understood where and why I went, just as I understood his life of sitting at home while the world came to him. I've had many other really good friends, who if Rob hadn't been in my life, may have been up for the title of Best Friend, but they never understood me like he did, or inspired the same natural trust that we shared.
The last time I saw Rob, was the day I left my home town in New Zealand, to come to Australia. All full of male macho bullshit and bravado I couldn't even give him a hug to say goodbye. Weeks later when talking to him on the phone about when I might come back for a visit he told me he never expected to see me back on home soil again. I even managed to miss his funeral by not being able to be contacted until days after the event which only lends weight to his comment.
I don't really understand where this blog is going. I want to vent, I want to pay my respects to a dear friend and the timing is relevant. I am at a point in my life where I really need some strong friendships around me and I realize just what is missing in my life right now.
Dear Hip Flask, Black Rinse, Blow Wave, Bob
I hope you've found a world of V8s and Bourbon.
I hope you can see that your kids are growing up good
and strong and that Debbie is doing well too.
The boys still meet every Friday and you
probably noticed Aaron had another motorbike
accident breaking both his legs and almost joined you.
I finally got a girl to lay down long enough for me to
have a child too. We even gave him your name
somewhere in the middle of his. I'm sorry you
never got a chance to meet him. I struggle to get
to see him myself. We all hope you're in a good
place and know that we miss you like hell.
Love Dippy
Despite years of solid friendship, my fickle Gemini nature meant that we didn't hang together constantly. I would jump from social group to social group expanding my network of drinking buddies and conquests (most of those conquests were drinking buddies
) and as I wore out my welcome or got to the point where I was just repeating the some dumb jokes and it was time to leave, I always knew I could just pop back around to Robs place, smoke some weed, get drunk, listen to music or watch a vid, and there was never any tension or expectation, or explanations required. Our friendship was as strong as always and he just understood where and why I went, just as I understood his life of sitting at home while the world came to him. I've had many other really good friends, who if Rob hadn't been in my life, may have been up for the title of Best Friend, but they never understood me like he did, or inspired the same natural trust that we shared.The last time I saw Rob, was the day I left my home town in New Zealand, to come to Australia. All full of male macho bullshit and bravado I couldn't even give him a hug to say goodbye. Weeks later when talking to him on the phone about when I might come back for a visit he told me he never expected to see me back on home soil again. I even managed to miss his funeral by not being able to be contacted until days after the event which only lends weight to his comment.
I don't really understand where this blog is going. I want to vent, I want to pay my respects to a dear friend and the timing is relevant. I am at a point in my life where I really need some strong friendships around me and I realize just what is missing in my life right now.
Dear Hip Flask, Black Rinse, Blow Wave, Bob
I hope you've found a world of V8s and Bourbon.
I hope you can see that your kids are growing up good
and strong and that Debbie is doing well too.
The boys still meet every Friday and you
probably noticed Aaron had another motorbike
accident breaking both his legs and almost joined you.
I finally got a girl to lay down long enough for me to
have a child too. We even gave him your name
somewhere in the middle of his. I'm sorry you
never got a chance to meet him. I struggle to get
to see him myself. We all hope you're in a good
place and know that we miss you like hell.
Love Dippy
VIEW 4 of 4 COMMENTS
take care....