He goes by many names: Smittums, Smittles, Smittlefield, Schmittay, Boris(or maybe it the other one), Smith and most popular, Smitty. but most importantly to me: he is My Brotha From Anotha Motha.
i met Smitty through a former(?) friend of mine Julie. they both worked at the college radio station and then began to date. she went to ThuRsdays and decided to bring him along. he didn’t come all the time at first but then his buddy Ryan started coming too so it gave him a better reason. well, his life has changed significantly since then. he is now a regular attender at both Thursdays and Northgate FMC and involved in the Tech Crew of both.
As seen in previous blogs(Happy & Thank You) this guy makes me laugh. he makes me laugh like no other! we have had many adventures together that have ended up in one of us on our knees or backs laughing hysterically until we tear up or lose our breath. we have inside jokes that some people will never understand nor do some of them want to. we laugh at each others pain(not in a really bad way). for example tonight while playing Apples To Apples i put down a card with Helen Keller on it. considering the category, it was just too wrong of an answer; but me and Smitty, on opposite sides of the table(with 11 people), looked at each other and proceeded to crack up and almost fall out of our chairs.
one thing that makes our relationship interesting is the fact that we are both weirdos. me being more so than he is. this cause me to hurt Smitty’s brain. he says it all the time. “You make my brain hurt! GAH!!!” but i think he puts up with me because for all my retarded behavior i make him laugh twice as much as i confound him. i don’t think it’s ever come to a point where i have pissed him off. at least not on purpose. that’s why he’s so cool. he’s a really understanding guy. more than most people give him credit for. he puts up with a lot of crap sometimes.
I owe Smitty a lot. there’s been lots of times where there is a group of us hanging out and i forget that i don’t have a car, and he offers to take me home and it’s out of his way; and/or the weather might be crappy or it is really late at night and he has to work in the morning. he’s even paid for me to come to HIS birthday party and adventures! i seriously can’t think of more than 2 people ever in my entire life that would do that. that seriously blows me away. he has also bought me food plenty of times. now that’s a good friend. we all know i like to eat. and he doesn’t like me starving, because i’m a skinny boy and he’s…not. haha. and i think he feels bad for me. but anyhoo. yea, he’s really come through for me these past 2 years.
i have also gone on a few family get-togethers with him. visiting his cousins and grandparents and all the craziness that ensues because of it. i’ve actually met a few new friends because of said adventures. and had many an interesting moment as well. oh if you only knew(you really DON’T want to).
Seriously, Smitty is my brother. he’s very important to me and how my life has turned out. he has been there through some of the tough times in the past year, especially in the last 2-3 months. i don’t know if i could handle it all without him. i know the guy cares a lot about me and i never thought that would happen, because most guys are jerks and do things only to benefit themselves. HE IS A GOOD FRIEND. probably my best friend.
I love Smitty. He is my family. And he is cool as beans and makes my life joyous. He is my Best Man.(and no…i’m not getting married yet).
DJ SMITTY IS IN THE HOUSE YA’LL!!!!
