You know what I love? Awkward Nicknames. If you didn’t guess that form my uncreative post title, then shame on you. Have a cookie with NO chocolate.

Like, friends who have siblings that are just as qualified for the name. Like, my old buddy Jordan Burns, I call him JB. His brother’s name is Josh Burns. I call him Josh. Josh could have been JB if I met him first. Food for thawtz.

Then there’s Rten Rio. Nobody is gonna call him Rten, that’s difficult as all shit to pronounce. In fact, I’m not even sure how to pronounce it since we just call him Rio. But Rio’s got a brother, Jay. Jay Rio. Jay’s a cool name, so I call him Jay, but you know, when we talk about Rio, he’s always like, “but I’m Rio too.” Bitch, you’re Jay. If your name were Jten, I assure you we would have given you a different nickname. Like little Rio. Yeah, that doesn’t sound as cool as Jay, does it?

This post was kinda dumb, but some days I seem to have brilliant thoughts and personal insights and think, man I should write that down, but i forgot what they are right as I get to a computer or piece of paper. Such is life. This happened a total of 7 times concerning the title of a book I’m writing called “Green Leaves and Brown Flowers” I almost always have a figurative meaning to the titles of my literature, and that one made the most sense to me. But I can’t effing remember it anymore. Sheesh.