Like a stumbling ghost I haunt these halls.  There’s a picture of us on our wedding day.  I recognize the girl but I can’t settle in these walls.  We can’t wait til tomorrow.  Ain’t we all just Runaways.

Happy Birthday Mr. Large

Lt. Tony Large

Lt. Tony Large

When you have a stage name like Tony Large, you better be bringin it!  Today is my good friend Ryan’s 35th birthday and I wanted to tell you some things about him.

Well, he’s not a machine, he’s a man.
He’s a professional fighter….NOT A KILLER!
He’s retired more men than social security.
He never sits around and takes the leftovers… a dog.
He eats Green Berets for breakfast…and he’s often very hungry.
I actually didn’t meet him in the I.M.A like some songs have mentioned, but rather Senora Curtice’s spanish class.
He was the second coolest guy in class, behind Ryan Reed.
He tucked in his sweaters.
We boys….we went to uh Oregon once.
He once followed the Moskva, down to Gorky Park
He’s never delayed a trip to Rick’s so he could go get some mesh shorts. Not once.
Like your Popeye, he ate his spinach everyday.
It wasn’t his first….or his last.
He is not human.  He’s like a piece of iron.

In all honestly he’s one of my favorite people in the world.  Some friends you laugh with, cry with, travel with, make art with, live with, are in a band with.  Some friends you laugh with every time you talk. Some friends you tell your deepest secrets to.  Some friends you call right after your dad dies.  Sometimes all those friends are just one friend.

Happy Birthday Tony Large/Paul Pipper/Team Pheif/Ball T Large/Piper