Dear Big Kams

Sorry it's been awhile since I did one of these, and I actually wrote this last week before the Prague trip but forgot to post it. So get ready for an onslaught of blog posts this week!

Once a week I’m going to write a note to someone specific . If you still want to read it, be my guest, I have no secrets! And look out, you may be next!

Dear Big Kams-

What up little buddy? Hope school is going well for you. I know registration’s coming up and that’s never fun, but that sports media class sounds awesome. You should send me the info for that so I can look it up. Plus after being apart for 3 months, it only seems right that we have a class together again right?

Daytona looked like it was a blast (despite the pneumonia). It turns out my cousin was there too. He had a pit pass for the whole day. If I never get to go with you, I’ll go with him and maybe we’ll just happen to run into each other down in Florida and can hang out :D

So, I guess the big news is you’re on the heart transplant list. That’s kind of weird. I’m still not entirely sure how I feel about it. I mean I’m happy and a little scurred (that’s “scared” but I tried to say it all gangster-like so it seems less wussy and more cool; I know you know this, it’s really just clarification for everybody else). I’m sure it’ll all work out though. It has to, for two reasons:

1.) We have got to come to Europe. I’ll be your own personal tour guide. This place is amazing! The food puts ours to shame, and the languages, while hard to learn, are kind of cool. Plus the sights are breathtaking. There are literally buildings that are thousands of years old just chilling around town. Whatever you like. Castles, monuments, obelisks, you name it, they have it here! Even soccer stadiums! Maybe we can go as a special trip after…

2.) We have to get married in Las Vegas. I know your parents will kill me (and my entire family reading this is going to get really confused and think I’m proposing via blog…which I think is a ballin way to do this) but I need that weekend wedding in Vegas! The plan you sent me sounds so perfect I’m practically giddy. I know it will only last the weekend (don’t worry Jim, Dee Dee and everybody else reading this that’s terrified right now) but it’d be pretty cool. Plus it could be my only chance for a happy marriage :D

Yeah, so argue with that. We’re doing this little buddy! No questions. I will kidnap you when your parents aren’t looking-I know opportunities are few and far between, but I’ll find one :)

So, that’s pretty much all I got. I hope your Super Bowl party was a success (it had to be because the Saints won!) and I sincerely wish I could’ve been there. I don’t get homesick too often, but it does happen in little spurts every once in awhile. That’s when I look at pictures from the O.S. …and have a beer (pretty much just because I can).

I miss you so much and I can’t wait to tell you a few of the crazy stories I have (from just the first half of the trip!). We’re more than halfway through this. I’ll talk to you later, and see you before you know it. Love you! Have fun!

D