I really think that mine and Del’s friendship is all based on a wrong text message. We didn’t really know each other (even though we lived 50 feet away) for my first year in L.A. Then one night I got a text from him telling me to go to Dave and Michelle’s for Matt Braunger’s birthday party. I wrote back, “Who is Dave and Michelle?”, and then Del gave me the address. I could tell he realized he just texted the wrong Jon in his phone.
I went to that party anyway and it was the shit. It still goes down as one of my wildest nights in Los Angeles. I’m not going to go into detail, but I could/should have been arrested for kidnapping. We have photo evidence.
Anyway, that wrong text planted a seed into a friendship that I cherish dearly. Over this last year Del has become a guy that I really admire. It’s easy to say he has a great attitude, a great spirit, and always up for a party. But underneath that all I see man filled with struggle. The struggle of figuring out how he can get everyone he meets to feel as happy as him. Will he ever reach it? I’m not sure, but the world is better off with him trying.
Happy Birthday Del!!!
