I love ya, my brother.

If one comes away with anything from blogging, it is the fact that one gets to meet some incredible people and sometimes, if you’re lucky, make some very good friends. I’ve been pretty lucky in that department as I have met many fine people and have been blessed with more than a few truly good friendships via the blogosphere.

One of those friendships afforded me through the blogosphere that I cherish the most is that of J. Scott Barnard. Im not exactly sure how we found each other’s blogs, but the fact is that we did and I know it’s safe to say that had it not been for JSB’s support and friendship and encouragement and solidarity these past 3 years, Babalú might not be here today.

I had the pleasure of meeting and getting drunk with Scott last year, finally in person, and I can honestly say it felt like I was reuniting with a long lost brother. Just imagine both of us seeing each other for the first time, right there in the middle of a street in St. Augustine, shaking hands then instantly knowing that a handshake just wouldnt cut it. Two guys who’d never met in person then hugged each other in the middle of the street with tears in their eyes as if we’d thrown rocks together and broken windows and ridden bikes and played little league and gone out on double dates and graduated highschool and been to college together and hadnt seen each other in years.

So, Scott, since today is your birthday and since old age does bring about senility, I just thought I’d remind you that I love you, man. You’re like a brother I never had but always wish I did.

Thank you for your love. Thank you for your support and encouragement. Thank you for your love of Cuba and your work for her freedom. And thank you, truly and honestly from the bottom of my heart, for being one heckova friend and a damned fine human being. You totally rock, dude. Te felicito, mi hermano, que cumplas muchos muchos mas.

Please drop by Scott’s and let the Cyber Miami Mafia Consiglieri know you wish him a great birthday and many many more to come.