Jess!!!

This is Jess, my best friend. What a picture, huh? Isn't he just the cutest? Don't you just want to pinch him and blow raspberries on his tummy? Wouldn't he just be darling all tucked into a pram with glitter-glue anoiting his various tattoos? Awww. I don't think I'll ever be mature enough to stop teasing him about this headshot, God willing.

Jess has been traveling across the country for a few years, teaching and performing improv, making more friends than I could conciously tolerate. He's friendly. (I know, right? Human connection. gross.)

He also competed in a slam poetry contest this weekend, and won 1st place,m a spot on the Utah Slam Poetry team, and is now officially Grand Slam Champion. I think this means he's on boxes of cereal or something.

Well, Jess, I'm incredibly proud of you. You've been there for the most important moments of my life, you've helped me through a lot of hard, crazy noise and silly, weird incidents, and I love you. I knew him when, people. That's right. Suck it.