WOW. If you asked me a year ago, how the next year would play out I wouldn't have guessed this. Seriously... my wife of 4 years cheats on me w/ a police officer, I visit friends all over the United States, I get promoted at work, I get my divorce, I hook up w/ random people and not-so-random people, develop my hobbies, expand my social network, put my house on the market... crazy, crazy time. Having a blast, though. I've gotta admit a stretch of 2-3 months was depressingly brutal, but I kept digging. And even right now, I'm better for it.
The other week, I was driving to my 2 nd job at Malarky’s Sports Grill. Wednesday to be exact. I noticed a man standing at a bus sign waiting for a bus. I recognized the man right away. It was Kenny, The Dancing Wild Man of Factoria. It’d been a minute since I’ve seen him on the streets of Issaquah, I was growing concerned that something awful happened to him. I was thankful to find him once again, and within the same area I “met” him the first time… hilarious story. I remember distinctively. It was my first summer I spent in Issaquah. The sun was out, so relatively warm. I was bombing around in the Sapphire Sled [an arctic blue, 2004 Acura RSX Type S] with the windows down, the tunes up. I was stopped at the traffic light on the corner of Front Street and NW Gilman Blvd; the busiest intersection. From out-the-cuts, I heard someone screaming! I pull off my shades immediately. I whip my head around trying to seek out the source of the noise. I turn down the radio as I desper...
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