Sometimes you gotta fly over an ocean to see your friends from home.
Photos from my baby brother Bryan's wedding are beginning to surface and honestly I have no idea why people still invite me to things.
Hint: It ain't me.
I'm currently sitting on an airplane at San Francisco International reading my favorite novel (The Book of Joe) and sipping my favorite drink (alcohol) while waiting to partake in my least favorite activity (in-the-sky flying).
Can you believe that my baby brother is getting married in four days?
P.S. Maureen, these airplane selfies are always (and will always be) for you.
My baby brother Bryan had one of his organs removed today and there's a mighty fine chance that he'll have no recollection of facetiming me about it.