the hilarity continues during my visit at home. my brother is a real laugh. he missed 2 flights this week (to and from connecticut) and the best part was he came home and said he "lost a fight with gravity" which was how he explained the bruises, swelling and scab on his nose and upper lip. apparently he was trying to climb into the second story of his fraternity house, and fell to the ground somewhere near the top. at least he didn't break anything.

the best part is that my mom followed it up with a story about how she fell from the second floor during college when my dad was lowering her out of her window by tied together sheets. yup, it's true. it was something about escaping the blame for a prank she pulled on a floormate. anyhow, i come from a weird line of folks.