Dear Scott,
You are one of the few regulars from Liquid/Caffiend that didn’t make me want to shoot myself. I definitely had my issues with you, but I assume that was because you were the good looking guy that spoils the fun for the rest of us.
As I recall you had a very skewed sense of humor (which I assume most of us did around there) lots of cock jokes and references to sexual exploits of the shall we say morally ambiguous kind. You were always good to me when I worked, and if I happened to see you at Orbit or wherever, were one of the few people I could count on to provide some interesting conversation whilst I we waited for Handsel und Gretel to get the fuck on stage.
You always seemed to breeze in and out if there was nothing going on, instead of just sit and wait for it. And while business-wise this would make Timothy (and to a lesser degree me) angry, it is a habit I picked up from you. Nothing worse than some dude just watching the door for something interesting to happen. While there are plenty of times I miss those days, I was a pretty big fuck up and well we are all better off now…aren’t we?
I wish I hadn’t been on so many mini-thins back then, then perhaps I could recall more of our interactions. But then again when one is reaching this far down into his bag of memories, he should just count himself lucky he doesn’t pull out something horrific and traumatizing.
I would like sometime to head up to GR and maybe see a few folks, if I do so I will be sure to let you know if you are interested, Message me your email if you will.
Today was a great day, but tomorrow our FBfriendship will end,
Curt
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