My Hood

I love my neighborhood. You already know that I like my house but the fact that I am within walking distance of my friends is a gift. A house ain't shit if people don't come over and today was a day that made me smile because I had visits. Jon rang the bell shortly after work with 2 beers in hand. He was just saying, 'hey' and wanted to show me the cruiser bike he bought for his son. So we checked out the bike and he got fixated on a weed in my yard and then it turned to my front jungle/flower area. His eyes got a glossy look and he became in a trance like state. I have no idea whats in there but he does. So he goes from pulling a simple weed to a full on assault on my much needed jungle area. A few orders to Tristan to bring gloves and a shovel and it was on. I call him napalm now. Roughly an hour later he had to go do football stuff with his son and 6 full sized bags of shit are waiting for trash pickup. I wasn't even done bagging up the stuff and Jesse rolls home from work and sees me so a beer is in order. Some chit chat and he's off to dinner. 5 mins ago he emails that there is something at my front door. A beer and a book he'd just finished. I have others sets of good friends that live almost as close so I am in good supply. I told Jon while we were working that if somebody had shown me a video 2 years ago of what we were doing at that moment I would not have believed it. Working on some weeds with what would have been a total stranger in a house I didn't recognize. I had to smile and the friends I have in other places know I got enough love for everybody. Peace and love 2nite and btw ..my yard looks much better.