Broseph Revisited

When I talk about my "Broseph" (which I never really call him at all), I'm most likely referring to one of my best friends, Dalton Titus. I've known Dalton for a little over  9 years now and ever since I've met him we've been good friends. Sadly a couple of weeks ago Dalton went off to school in Mississippi while I stayed home and went to AUM. Now don't get me wrong, I have other friends, I'm not trying to sound like a pathetic "one man wolf pack" who has only one compadre. Dalton, however, was one of the few people that really got me and most of the time we knew what each other was thinking. When I would make a pun or sarcastic remark, most of the time no one one get it, but Dalton always understood my twisted humor. You can't replace friends like that, and that's why we'll continue to be friends for life. Speaking of Dalton, he's coming back to Montgomery in about a week. I didn't get to go to the beach this past summer, so Dalton called me a couple of weeks ago and asked me if I wanted to go with him and his family to the Gulf on the weekend of October 5th. Of course without hesitating I told him that I definitely wanted to go and that they could just leave me down there once we got there because that's my "true home". We plan on doing some skimboarding, I don't know about him but I plan on doing some babe watching (one of my favorite past times), and we are definitely seeing Taken 2 when we get down there (long live Liam Neeson). We are complete opposites in many ways, but we are so much alike in other ways. Dalton was always the "smart one". Everyone knew that he studied really hard and he always made good grades. I would also study hard (well most of the time) and most of the time I would make great grades. I definitely had to study hard because I couldn't absorb knowledge like a sponge like some people (cough Dalton cough).