If you got him talking about his art, you could end up in these long, deep conversations with him, and he was always just so damn nice.
I wish like hell the account I talked to him on the most didn’t get nuked during the protests. I can’t go back and revisit those conversations now.
The guy was just well rounded, smart, and as you said very down to earth.
It wouldn’t be accurate to call him a friend, but I liked him a lot. Like, if he had figured out where I live and had knocked on my door, I would have invited him in; there’s family members I don’t let in my door, and I’m paranoid as hell about strangers showing up uninvited.
Ain’t that the truth!
If you got him talking about his art, you could end up in these long, deep conversations with him, and he was always just so damn nice.
I wish like hell the account I talked to him on the most didn’t get nuked during the protests. I can’t go back and revisit those conversations now.
The guy was just well rounded, smart, and as you said very down to earth.
It wouldn’t be accurate to call him a friend, but I liked him a lot. Like, if he had figured out where I live and had knocked on my door, I would have invited him in; there’s family members I don’t let in my door, and I’m paranoid as hell about strangers showing up uninvited.