So I found Wes Toy last night. Online that is. Boredom will lead you to do some strange things. I was visiting Scary Crayon and Wes over there jogged my memory that I once knew a Wes. Wes Toy despite what his name indicates was not a toy at all, he was a man. Or as JR in my dream once said, "I'm not a ball, I'm a man!" and truer words were never spoken by a dream apparition decapitated head I suppose.

Wes was an average guy, perhaps a bit of a redneck but overall a decent dude. Wes worked with me and my best friend Matt in a place that could simply be described as industrial hell. Mr. Toy wasn't particularly special and I doubt he remembers me, but I remember him more as a caricature than a real person. See Wes loved to say the catchphrase "Fuckin' A" to everything. He also always wore a little ball cap and on one instance he said the word doing, twice in a sentence. Forever my friend (who I cannot locate online) and I used to repeatedly say Wes' lines in a mocking voice.

This led to one day my buddy Matt sketching a picture of Wes on the locker room wall. It featured him, his little hat and his two main catchphrases, "Doing doing" and "Fuckin' A". It took months before Wes noticed and said, "Hey I think that's me."

We never copped to the picture, naturally. But last night I thought of you Wes Toy and I just wanted to let you know, indeed that was a picture of you. You were a pretty cool dude.