just shut up, george

the world is very, very small place and i occasionally get freaked out when that is reinforced to me by some random happening.
over the last few weeks, i’ve been getting referrals from beyond robson, some ‘vancouver blog’ i’d never heard of and pretty much never read. no big deal, i get lots of strange referrals (mostly for albino porn, but that’s a story for another time). this morning, while perusing the logs, there was another hit from that site and i, on a whim, clicked to see what was going on over there only to find an article describing a guy i grew up, and lived in the same duplex, with.
george faulkner has made good! i think that’s awesome. him and his twin brother gordon are such a huge part of my childhood memories that it’s hard to think of my life from age 8 to 18 without thinking of them, too. their mom was like a second mother/best friend/big sister to me for a lot of those years, as well. our families were together all the time. they tried to teach me how to skateboard and i helped them get girls (indirectly, but i was totally an in for at least one of their girlfriends). oh, the memories.
i’m really happy to see he’s doing something he’s passionate about and seems to be making a life for himself doing it. that’s all i’ve ever hoped for the people i care for in my life. way to go, george. way to go.