Ahhh… the sound of the weekend approaching.
Just when you thought I was long-winded enough, check out this puppy! (It’s actually pretty short, no worries.)
http://www.wordmadeflesh.com/admin/prayer_letters_view.php?detail=899
I have so many inside jokes with my brother, like “oh man, what are the odds?!!” the secret hand signals we made up to represent each member of the family, anything about his best friend “The FatMan” or any of the colorful cast of characters that have walked in and out of our family. Classic Elementary School Keith moment; (which occurred about a week after he tried to “fake” moon the girls of the fam by wearing shorts under his pants. Unfortunately, we mostly got a nice glimpse of his tighty-whities). One day he was convinced he pulled his groin and built a wheelchair out of scrap wood so he wouldn’t have to walk. The base sat on one wheel, the kind that are underneath rolling office chairs. Needless to say, it left a little to be desired in structural integrity, as evidenced by the speed with which it promptly dropped Keith on his backside.
You’ll be relieved to know that he is now working in building construction management.
2 responses so far ↓
Jourt // October 22, 2007 at 4:44 pm |
haha! This reminds me of so many things my brothers and I did. You’re awesome.
I’m sorry you couldn’t be here for my party too! BUT, I am so excited to see you, very shortly. It will be so much fun. We’ll get to talk, like, live and in person!!! 
Love you Biz!!!!
Stu // October 22, 2007 at 7:23 pm |
Yo.
So my little brother and I have many ridiculous things we do to each other too. It’s nice to know that we’re not the only ones. For example, we make up nicknames for each other that have no discernible origin except for gibberish. My most recent nickname from my bro was “Stufus.” I know, weird.
Oh, and a reply on the protestant/catholic conversation is forthcoming. Still mulling through stuff.