A few of my friends from college have that energy, and it’s always nice to spend time with them.

Back in college, one of them was stone sober and mesmerized by an oily puddle while waiting for a bus. Some people nearby commented amongst themselves that he must by blazed out of his gourd. It’s an unintended compliment that he still holds dear.

Far as I know he’s always been straight edge, except for social drinking.

Love that fucking goofball.