Have a good time. You gotta love a good time. Middle of the summer, on the beach, glass of coke in hand, now that’s a good time. Convertible Porsche 911 Turbo S on an easy Sunday post night out, that’s also a good time. The first notes of Nikes by Frank Ocean, sitting beside a lover you know won’t be here long. That’s a great time. So many good times I can’t even pick a favorite one— concerts, albums, cars, people. It’s all a blessing. Good times are my favorite blessing. Louis V Pacific Chill, that’s good times trapped in a bottle. Good times are everywhere whether we’re surrounded by water, mountains, sand, food, cities, trees, or beer. The smell of Halloween as a kid, the plastic costumes, tiny candy for the tiny children, the suspense of watching Myers, Kreuger, or Voorhees come on screen for the first time. Remembering the good times is the best part of all. Unforgettable, irreversible, legendary. Good times make a life worth remembering.