[First off, I’d like to apologize to my older brother, Brent—he turned 33 on January 9th and I never mentioned anything on here. My bad…]
Today is my little brother Justin’s 26th birthday. (Why little brother versus younger brother? Because I’m 6?4?, Brent is 6?3? and Justin… is 5?8?. Compared to us, he’s the runt of the litter.) We couldn’t get the family together today due to schedule conflicts, so we all met last week for dinner. At Chuck E. Cheese’s.
For those of you who don’t know, it’s one of those pizza places that has a huge playground, lots of coin-powered games and a huge robotic mouse that sings and wiggles around to the rhythm of the music. Did I mention Justin turns 26 today? Yep, our family is a classy bunch. But dammit, skeeball rules! Especially since you can play it for hours, get lots of tickets and use them to buy practical stuff like stickers and a cheap-ass plastic Slinky! Happy birthday, little dude!
