The Most Brilliant Foot-Faulting Morons

Happy (early) Birthday to Guillermo Castaneda! And in the immortal words of Justin Gmelich, "You and Cuddy are the same."

An incomprehensible volume of history
Four decades of battling The Sphere
From San Marino to Santa Cruz
Our end will never be near.

Oh, those memory devices abound!
Triggering laughter with one word, one phrase
My favorite? "Booked all weekend!"
We'll never forget the now or those younger days.

We've been different from the others:
Too passionate at times, but is there such a thing?
Hearts on sleeves, fires in bellies
Fighting until the final bells ring.

(Quick aside: did we really try to use a garden hose to pull Griffin out of the ditch by Laura Weaver's house?)

Not sure we should still be alive...
But here we are, bond of loyalty strong
Molded by the humor, the struggles, the anguish...
The champagne, the wine, and our favorite songs.

So many names have drifted away, disappeared
Surely we're a cautionary topic to discuss
Disdaining, then relegating to a comfort box
But they’ll never forget about us.

And I don't really think that's bragging, frankly!
Such exquisite boredom in lives they share
With unconvincing mirrors as guides
Petrified of how lions, eagles, and condors dare.