Hugs

Hey guys. It has been a little while since we have really talked. Let us get back to the core of our relationship. You are the reader and I am the writer. But it should not end there. Feedback and comments are important to the relationship. I need to know you are out there and appreciating the blog. You need to nurture the relationship, stroke my ego. This is a two way road. Which leads me to....
Friendship. It should be a bond between buddies, a flexible thing, a living thing. You should, say, be able to move out of state and still be invited on a fishing trip. Or say, take a break from a carpool to work on a different job site and still be invited to the yearly golf match. Camping trips planned by you should not be partaken by others without you in secret. Maybe I am just sentimental but those are some things friends should be allowed to do. I wouldn't replace my wife with a new 22 year old blond with a great body and a desire to constantly please (oops where was I) just because she went to the store and was gone a little long. I don't worship rocks because it is not Sunday and I am not in church. Loyalty. That is what I am talking about.
Did I leave you when you left your keys in your desk like a moron? No. Did Lumpy abandon you when you got drunk and needed a place to crash, over and over again. No. Why do you leave us, oh Hugger?
There was a time when you were confronted with a possible beat down by a group of Mexicans and Lumpy and I had your way-back. I wouldn't go around bad mouthing the beaners anymore mi amigo. You might be going it mano y mucho manos.
Which leads me to my last little bit today. What is the deal with the protests? You either are legal or you ain't legal. There is no grey area. If you are illegal and you produce little ones, guess what, they are illegal too.