tWBS died a year ago. It’s still shocking because tWBS was so alive—combative, emphatic, warm… He could take any Russian in a freezer vodka contest, an evening equally likely to end in a hugfest or duking it out with strangers. He was a personable devil and a great friend.
tWBS was the first person I told about getting a divorce after 20 years of marriage. I knew he was gonna commiserate, unlike my mother, who had bought tinsel for the occasion several years earlier. And tWBS was like that for everyone here: supportive, empathic, wanting to help. Loyal too; the guy had your back. I don’t expect to know anybody who was so straightforward and compassionate in equally huge measures.
Which is funny because “Love is shit” was tWBS’s motto. It sounded true because tWBS wrote so much about love: lust, emotional connections, taking care of his mother, how he doted on his niece, Dave… One of my top favorite DFO posts is tWBS’s one about dumping the likely love of his life. OF COURSE it’s overshare-y, but also riveting and heartbreaking—and what a backstory with the ex-wife!
And then ironically, I was briefly investigated for attempted murder.
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You haven’t lived until you’ve been berated and cussed out while changing your spouse’s adult diaper.
Enjoy it in its raw splendor.
I didn’t get to meet tWBS, but I loved him because he was a hellraiser AND adorable. His posts were earnest, a quality that’s hard to top when it comes to writing. He was generous with his time and had zero reservations on calling out bullshit.
For someone who often wrote “deserve’s got nothing to do with it”, tWBS seemed to really hate arbitrary crap—notably: fútbol games ending on a referee’s secret whim (instead of a visible clock), the “right” taste in music, and exes who did not answer dozens of his texts.
Personally, about the texting stuff:
My experience: tWBS was good-hearted to the bone. Sure, he was ruthless in FF back in Sept. ’17, when his team was against mine and I lost electricity at home for the rest of the year due to hurricane María. But for non-frivolous shit, tWBS was righteous. He offered to help me and my family, and posted links for Puerto Rico charities around that time. Once I told tWBS about a photographer I was interested in, and he told me about technical stuff to up my game. (I crashed and burned on a “soft focus” flirting attempt.) We workshopped efficient lines for breaking up–e.g., “My shit would drag you down”, “You don’t need a man”, “I don’t think about you”, etc. And one time we talked an hour about how the term “white trash” summed up all racism. Wish I could elaborate, but tWBS was drunk and I was high.
There were dynamite testimonials last year for tWBS, culminating with a COTW, Request Line and a Sexy Friday for the ages. tWBS did not deserve less. I mean, psht. Good on Balls and Weaselo for giving tWBS the Dante treatment #GamblorBlessU
tWBS was an original and is irreplaceable. Man, I hope up there in Heaven the Orioles seem to suck a little less.
tWBS was involved with the Durham Rescue Mission.
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One of my regrets is that I never got to meet tWBS. He was always such a cool guy.
Last year I was deathly ill and almost died, but when I finally pulled through,I was looking forward to returning here, and seeing everyone. Finding out tWBS didn’t make it, hurt.
Here’s hoping he’s getting lots of 3 ways with Hooters waitresses in the great beyond
I don’t think we use white trash enough. It’s my favorite term because I think white trash see it as their version of the n-word but they’ll never tell you not to say it.
Further, there is nothing racist about the term. And I had white friends so I can’t be racist.
As mentioned before, Low Commander, TwBS and I were the three fucking musketeers for the regular DFO get togethers. I spent countless hours with that man.
Second to last time I got together with him was at Rock N Brews in my old hometown in El Segundo. He sent me a text saying he was waiting at the bar.
I get there, find a spot at the bar with an empty seat and with a pack of Marlboro Lights and an NC State baseball cap.
Bartender says “Can I help you find someone?”
“Nope. He’s sitting right here. I’m sure he’ll be right back.”
And he was.
That time.
A truly incredible friend, stupid fun to have drinks with and always had a positive outlook on life. As long as you stayed away from talking about his exes.
A true friend.
And a warm, wonderful human being.
Love ya indeed.
He was really welcoming to me when I got here as a refugee from Deadspin. I wish I had the chance to meet him! Every time I hear a Green Day song, I tip my hat to the dude.
Well said, Don. Might have to have a margarita to his memory tonight.
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Good gravy… After reading about his ex, I’m going to give the Good Mrs. Reefer an extra long hug when I get home from work. I am a lucky man.
Seems like there’s a bit of a turnover here, but it really sucks when it’s an involuntary departure. Obviously I never met him, but dude was always cool to me, and I miss his Greenday posts.
Look, we all miss the guy, but nobody misses his Green Day posts.
If I recall correctly, the last I saw of tWBS, he was attempting to chat up some attractive younger women outside the last stop on the LA pub crawl. Unsuccessfully, but it was a helluva effort.
Your memory is accurate and serves you well.
I regret that I was (and am) a shitty wingman.
Oh, for that kind of job, I’m your man.
Last time I hung out with him was the same day.
It’s a pretty cool last story to be passing a THC vape back and forth while we walked down a very crowded Hollywood Blvd in broad fucking daylight.
Love you, man.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gSItDuo8Wss
Was thinking about him the other day. I still have our last email exchange in my mailbox. It isnt going anywhere. Miss his positivity.
Always regret not meeting up with tWBS in Vegas a few years ago. Also helped out when Shogun went crazy on me
I really regret not making it out to Vegas for the get together.
Me too.
Miss ya, buddy.
Great write-up, Don. Gracias.
That right there is one Low Commander away from the definition of as Strong Bad once said, “Witness the whiteness.”
We spent the day drinking overpriced beers and watching the PGA Championship.
EMBRACE THE WHITEY
Picture’s so white David Duke said “whoa, dial it back, fellas!”
Thanks for the words, Don T.
I specially like them because he would be embarrassed at all the good things we say about him.
I can’t believe it’s been a year. Crazy.
I hope he’s banging baristas/pot shop clerks/golf babes wherever he is.
Well said.
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Both of you.
I was just thinking about how long since it’s been since tWBS passed on.
Thanks for the write up Don T
/it’s dusty in here
I miss that dude.
I swear to God, that man crammed a good 100 years worth of life into…a lot less than that.