In The Ends

"We only want to be free. And as funny as it sounds it's all we want. To not have our egos bound with the rays of suns. Because man should be free as falling rain. To find what he loves even if it's pain" - The Growlers

Tuesday, February 06, 2007

Man Among Boys; King Among Men

I'm one of those people that has trouble giving respect to people my age. In high school I pretty much refused to acknowledge the existence of any guy younger than me. I don't know if it was a pride thing or an ego thing, but that's how I was. And it takes a lot for me to sincerely admit that someone else is good at something, or better than me at something. What can I say? I'm a stubborn bastard, but that's how I am.



But one person that I have to give a tremendous amount of respect to is a good buddy of mine by the name of Q. Dog. Some of you might know Q as the guy who likes to jump out of second story apartments, others might remember Q as the guy sitting on the couch with the Bob Marley shirt on blazed out of his mind, still others might recall him as the aspiring NFL football player who was too lazy to wake up to train before 2pm. While all of those assessments might have a hint of truth when compiling the real Q, the Q I know has always been a loyal friend and a classic kid (Does everyone know the definition of a classic kid?), the type of friend you would go out on a ledge for. And that's exactly what Q is doing now. After returning from Korea in 2006, the U.S. army's Special Agent Q has agreed to take on another daunting task: spending a year in Afghanistan.







These pictures give us some idea of what life is like for Q in Afghanistan. Don't let the shades and tat fool you, when I saw Q a few months ago he was the same ol' teddy bear we all know and love, the only difference is the teddy bear Q in Afghanistan will pump your skull with bullets if you mess with him.







Q is one of those friends that whatever we are doing together, I always think it's cool. It could be something as simple as sitting on his couch eating chinese food at 2am listening to him try to freestyle. You rarely encounter friends like that; it's hard to describe the dynamic, but it makes every interaction and every situation a great time.






Q Dog, be safe, get Bin Laden, and get your ass back here.







Seriously, what kind of retarded Afghani would fuck with this hoss?








































































































































































1 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

Wow. That's crazy. So proud of you Q! Thank you for all your work...and great blog MH...I really like this one

10:37 AM  

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