Happy Monday, bitches. It's Random Question day and I never review all of the different Q&A that goes on with that... and today is no exception.
Instead, I'll take this opportunity to pay homage to Raymond Lee Cox. Who is Raymond Lee Cox? That would be my uncle who, I found out early this morning, died a little earlier in the morning. Raymond was "that" uncle... the one who required an explanation/ warning before you introduced him to someone. He had a head of cement and a heart of gold. You know the type. Here are a few examples of the cement head/ gold heart scenario:
He was a pall bearer at a close friend's funeral and was the only one of the six coffin carriers not in a black suit. Worse, he was in a green suit. Who even owns a green suit? Anyway, his brother (my other uncle) pulled him aside and read him the riot act for looking so ridiculous at a serious event. Raymond responded that he'd let a friend borrow his one black suit. The 'other' uncle wanted to know just who the f**k he lent his suit to, so Raymond pointed at the casket.
More recently, he decided that it was of the utmost importance to him to buy a Christmas gift for my daughter when she was born. At her first Christmas, she was about 5 or 6 weeks old... and THAT'S why Raymond bought her a $25 gift card to Red Lobster for her. (???)
However, this is the same guy who gave me $10 toward the $11 purchase of a sh*tty tape recorder when I was about 8- years- old. See, I wanted to be on the radio back then and all of the other adults laughed it off as a phase, but Raymond ponied up the bulk of the cash so that I could pursue this whole radio thing. That's what I remember about him most. Maybe he didn't have a head of cement after all?
Alright bitches, I'm done for the day. Bunch of phone calls to make and such.
Until tomorrow, high- 5 the handless and STAY BEAUTIFUL!"