I saw Mr. #35 (AKA Mr. #34 and 31) yesterday. He informed me that he has a kick-ass liver, as evidenced by the fact that after spending Saturday at a beer fest, he powered through a 5 hour hike with me.
But beyond that, I would have to say he IS a kick-ass liver, as in, one who lives a kick-ass life. My first indication of this was when he cancelled our original plan for Saturday because he realized he already had plans with a friend to go to this beer fest. While bailing on that plan in favor of a date would have been fully supported by the universal "Bro Code," he didn't do it-- a sign, I think, that he is someone who does the right thing and is loyal to his friends. He is also open, considerate, un-frazzlable (I just made that word up. Like it?), and hilarious. He somehow managed to order up the most gorgeous day for this amazing hike:
Two thumbs up, readers. He is just a lovely, lovely person, and we have plans to get together again in a few weeks. I don't think you'll be seeing me before then, but I'm pretty sure I'll be smiling.
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