My Brother Is Getting Married!

OK, most of the people reading this post know that my older, shorter, brother is getting married next week. I also know that a lot of you out there are whispering to yourselves "its about time".
what exactly does marriage mean to a brother? I wonder if it meant the same to Randy as it does to me, when I got married. Did he feel as though I was leaving him, as though I wouldn't have time for him any more?

I am happy for Randy, don't get me wrong, but I can't help feeling that I may lose my best friend. Randy is only 18 months older than me and he has been my bestfriend, role model, companion, best man, hero, comic reliefe, and most of all, my brother for a very long time. We would even think up stupid dance moves in our basement together and perform them infront of the whole school for lip sync contests(we are undefeated by the way).

Even though I am extremely proud that Randy is my brother, I would often forget he is my brother and veiw him as though he was above me, like I couldn't possibley be related to this guy. When I was about 13 I remember coming in the house crying because I was convinced I would never be as good as Randy, or never be able to compete with him and his friends in basketball. No matter how good I get, a part of me will always feel that way. I still get impressed when I do anything athletic with Randy.

I frequently think of Randy when ever I play soccer, run, work on my house, need help with something, do anything by my self that we used to do together. I think of him becuase it brings a smile to my face to think of how we used to play soccer together or race eachother in highschool and college and how I used to over hear people talking about how unbelieveable he is atheletically. A few times people would see I was wearing Comstock highschool stuff and ask if I knew Randy Hunt, they had no idea who I was, so they would tell me about how great he was and how they have never seen anything like him. Then when they were done with their rant, I would get a big cheesey grin and say, "Randy is my brother". Then they would call me a liar and walk away. I acutally think it was better to watch Randy smoke other school's best athletes in a race than for me to beat them myself. Randy made track a spectators sport, he was a spectical.

I think of him when I need help because I have always veiwed Randy as smarter than me. I give him a hard time about being short but he towers over me intelectually.
Many of you out there probably have similar memories of your older brother, but none of you have a brother like Randy.

Back to my original point. when I gain a sister in law I usually lose a part of a brother. I am the youngest of five brothers and I have already seen it happen twice. Does moving on with your life mean giving up what used to be important? I sure hope not. I know all this sounds selfish, but thinking of Randy getting married and starting a new chapter in his life makes me a little nastalgic about when it used to just be "Quentin and Randy". Here's to you Bro. I hope you future is exactly how you picture it.

Randy was rarely labelled as being "Quentin's brother" usually it is the other way around.
What used to bug me, now makes me proud. Randy's my brother, and my brother is getting married.

OREO...I love you, but you are not milks favorite cookie

OK, the title pretty much says it all. Allow me to set the stage. I was chillin at my parents house, celebrating my first father's day with my family. I was playing cards with my brother, mother grandmother with my wife and son cheering me on. I was getting hungry for some muchies, and we all know the parents house always has better muchies than your house. I go into the kitchen and grab a bag of Oreos. Real Oreos, no the generic Miejer's brand Double O, but Oreos. That is when I dicovered one of the biggest conspiracies this world has ever known. Right there on the bag of Oreos it says "Milk Favorit Cookie". Can this be? Have I been wrong all these years thinking that chocolate chip was milks favorite? I needed answers! So I started a poll at work. The more answers I got the madder I got at the question! I had no idea that so many people thought that Oreos are, in fact, milks favorite cookie. The poll was almost split right down the middle, with Oreo people on one side and and chocolate chip people on the other. The chocolate chip people (CC gang as we like to be called) glaring at those cream loving, moler rotting, Oreo eaters!!! And those Oreo people (the O factor as they liked to be called) looking over at me, judging me, looking down on me, critisizing the chunkiness, the soft bake, the smooth taste of chocolate chunks.
Before certain war brakes out I have one more thing to say to squelch this whole baked goods battle.......
Lets ask the Milk

What Would You Take?

You are left on a deserted island(that is of course equipped with a TV, DVD, and CD player)and could only take one of each item, what would it be and why?

1. CD= I would take Led Zeppelin, House of the Holy. Great album, though it doesn't have a ton of songs on it, the songs that are on it are timeless. If you would have asked me this question from 95-2003 I would have said Metallica's Master of Puppets, for obvious reasons THEY USED TO ROCK!!

2. What book= It would have to be a book I could read over and over again and not get board. The critics will have my hide for this....but I would take the Book of Mormon. I think I could read that book over and over and not get everything.

3. One Drink= Even though and ice cold Pepsi is ultimately refreshing I would have to say Sobe.

4. One Dinner= Prime rib with crab legs.... Sorry about the pause I was drooling on the key board(Homer Simpson style). Oh man, I love surf and turf of any form. I could live on those two things for the rest of my life and be perfectly happy.

5. One Person= You know, a lot of people would automatically start thinking of a celebrity. They are morons!! do you know how sick you would get of person complaining about not having there Yacht, or limo, or huge estate? Really sick!! Sure they are hot, or cool, or you love their movies, but they are a person just like you and me and they have many many faults that you don't know about, and when you are on a island with them, those faults come to the foreground pretty darn quick. So without further adieu, I would take my wife. I already live with her, how hard could it be!! lol

6. One Movie= This is going to sound stupid, but it would be a movie I haven't seen before. At least I don't know what is going to happen the first time I watch it.

The floor is now yours, comment on the "one" things you would take.

Now That I Know......I Will Proceed

Well well, it seems I do have some readers out there. that is very nice to see. I thought I was basically writing to myself and I would someday look back at this like a journal and nothing more. It is nice to know that I have some staying power. Ok, here come some more "point-challenged" stories of my life.