For many Josh is a bartender/bar back at Mother Lode.
For me and a fair few others we look upon him as a valued friend.
Josh's real passion is photography. And his shutterbuggery is damn good.
He's straight and the guff he takes for it makes him a good sport.
He is also addicted to his bandanna.
I doubt a happy hour goes by that someone doesn't tell him,
"You know you look so much better without it."
It falls on deaf ears as the bandanna provides a shield for his insecurities.
I can say that because he's told me as much.
Anyway, As I was walking home from happy hour the other night...
My stepmother called and I was telling her about my evening.
She asked, "Is Josh the one that wears the bandanna?"
I replied, "Yes. Although we all think he looks better without it."
She said, "No, I like it."
After we hung up I called Josh and told him what she had said.
He replied, "SEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! Chicks dig that shit!"
More than anything, I loved that he referred to my step-mom as a chick.
I'm confident that in the 70's she'd have thought us all lightweights.
Well, everyone except Keith. And Scott & Brian. And Jeff E. Poo.
And Edwin R. And me, once or twice a week year.