My sister caught my five-year-old nephew stuffing legos and a blanket into his backpack this afternoon, the teepee from his playroom rolled up on the floor next to him, and the following conversation ensued.
Kelly: What are you doing?
Kelly: I can see that. Where are you going?
Harrison: New York.
Kelly: How come?
Harrison: To see the beautiful lights.
Kelly: And what’s the teepee for?
Harrison: I don’t want to pay for a hotel.
Something tells me that kid will do just fine in the Big Apple.
My little brother Bryan and his female wife Jessica have been told by a medical professional to expect a tiny human of their creation to arrive sometime prior to Thanksgiving which is why they traveled to my home in California to partake in a pilgrimage that they and, from what I understand, other heterosexuals refer to as a “babymoon”, a vacation of sorts, usually in the woman’s second trimester, celebrating parentlessness one final time before a miniature person wreaks havoc upon their foreseeable futures.
During their “babymoon” we did things, neat things, such as:
run with gays
stuff ourselves with meat
eat dim sum
hike Twin Peaks
consume burritos in Dolores Park
tour the dome at City Hall
lie with my domestic animals
It was v. (very) enjoyable and I was e. (extremely) sad to see them leave though possibly less sad than Ellie who, at one point during their stay, made off with one of Bryan’s running socks which we later found, unmolested, in our bed, Ellie sound asleep beside it.
Today is Baby Brother Bryan’s 31st birthday and I love him for a whole dang buncha reasons including but most certainly not limited to:
he’s the best Taboo partner
he’ll accompany you to the top of the tallest mountain in the lower 48 if you ask him to
he doesn’t mind singing only the backup parts when you feel like being Aladdin and Jasmine during impromptu living room sing-alongs
he’ll drive all the miles on a road trip
his taste in movies is superb (Major Payne, Remote, Three Ninjas)
But mostly, I like the way he looks.
Cuz I’m too hung over to write more words than this.