The Blog About Nothing 8/28 Edition

BaN-Brooklyn-292x300Welcome to another edition of The Blog About Nothing. My apologies for not posting last week. I’d also like to apologize in advance for the lack of regular blog postings in the future. I don’t know how many new readers I get, but those who are familiar with this blog series know that this year has been very rough for me and my family. Unfortunately a lot of what I’ve been dealing with has impacted my creative output, and it has impacted how much time I really have for this blogging thing. The Blog About Nothing will take breaks from time to time. Just the way it’s going to be in the near future.

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I met Darryl Dawkins once. Wasn’t too long ago, actually. At my last job, I dealt with people who came into the office, off the street, seeking information. Some days were busier than others, and on quiet days I liked to disappear from my desk and wander around the building. Or, I liked to dissapear and sit on a staircase that led to an abandoned part of the building. Point is I liked to disappear. I’m a solitary kind of guy, who keeps to himself (for the most part) so disappearing to clear my head is my kind of thing.

Anyway, one day I walked away from my desk and wandered around the building lobby. There I saw a really tall man, in a really nice suit. Right away I recognized him: Darryl Dawkins. Despite not being old enough to truly appreciate the heyday of his NBA career, I walked right up to him and acknowledged his presence. Considering we were surrounded by interns who worked in the building and had no clue who he was, I think he was pretty happy to talk to a basketball fan at that moment. As I said, I was too young to really grasp his career but I did know him, and as a lover of history, I’m pretty good on speaking about things that came before my time.

Darryl DawkinsNow, I’m not going to sit here and say that Darryl told me some life changing shit. Hardly. I barely remember most of the things he said, but I walked away from our convo thinking that he was a nice guy. He was in the building for an event, and he got there early to check out the scene. At the time I was working for someone who was known for throwing events, and having quasi-celebs in the audience. Won’t say where, because frankly reader: it is none of your damn business!

With all that said: Rest In Peace to Darryl Dawkins. The former Philadelphia 76er lost his life this week at the age of 58. His loss will be felt far and wide by everyone he had the chance to touch. From his teammates, to a simple guy such as myself. Rest In Peace Darryl. Hope you get to throw down some dunks in heaven.

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About Earl (EJ) Brewster 284 Articles
Born, raised, and still reside in Brooklyn, New York. I'm in my mid 30's, and I love sports, music, politics, and blogging about real life. You can find me on Twitter at @EJ_Brooklyn_Own


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