An introduction, just a typical weekend (Banker Edition)

I don't know why rocker Chris and I are friends. I have no clue how we can hold a conversation most of the time. All I know is that I argue with his other friends (except about hockey) and will forever try to talk him into cutting his hair (something I am convinced can be done after a night of heavy drinking on his part). But I like hanging out with him. I'm sure there is a wild side of me that likes having him around and I know there is a grown up waiting to happen in him that likes having me around.

But he is exactly right when he says that the opinions and the attitudes fly fast and furious. Sometimes we agree, other times we don't. The scary thing is that sometimes we agree.

So he probably will never shoot even par and have no idea how to play Stairway to Heaven, but at the very least we don't sweat the differences. So read on, chime in when you think we are brilliant or idiots, and keep an open mind when you meet someone.