My brother Daniel has always been a good writer. A weird one but a good one.

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The other day he sent me his new tumblr, "mydadreviews". He writes as a suburban everyman mixed in with his own nerdiness. It reminds me of when we used to sit around the family computer and write down all these ridiculous stories. I specifically remember writing one about Louis Braille leading a double life as a trans-woman, Louise Braille. So bizarre.

Unfortunately I don't think I have a creative writing bone left in my body after wringing them out in college, so I'll have to live vicariously through my brother.

Bubbs, if you read this, sign up for (e:strip) already.

(e:paul) got these buzzword chips for his birthday. To be fair they really are delicious but despite the name, there is almost no kale in them. Corn chips with a green speck.

They are full of foodie buzzwords though - organic, gluten free, non-GMO, kale and quinoa chips. Sometimes I feel like I could make and sell yuppie food too - it's really a fill in the blank of buzzwords, green packaging and a cute story about finding "your passion for healthy natural foods" on the back.

The last of four days. Every family has gotten to celebrate it now. (e:paul), (e:mike), Maria and I stomped Catchphrase before Paul and I retired. The food was amazing. I want to eat cheesy mushroom artichokes for the rest of my life. Like Paul, I don't think I'll ever be hungry again.















On the way home, we saw this car drunkenly swerving down Elmwood, they couldn't even stay in a lane. I wanted to call them in so bad - when they turned on Hertel we saw a cyclist only about 1000 feet ahead. As someone who's been run off the road on my bike by drivers like that, it drives me fucking insane that anyone would ever do that. I really wish I had followed them.

With two of three families (minus Midnight and Emily ;(), pizza, and dessert.

Last night, (e:terry)'s mom got in to visit for a week. First thing we did, after a the parking squabble (e:joe,59782) was go to Seabar to celebrate (e:paul)'s birthday again with his favorite fish. The dinner was really good. I got the goat cheese salad and vegetarian roll.


Paul was full and fell asleep

Afterwards I headed over to Mike's place for "Mike-a-polooza. Like (e:paul)'s birthday it also evolved into a week long event.


It was a very classy affair.




Emily was making drinks with this stuff - it smelled like root beer barrel candy




Mike started to auction off a self portrait he had made.

Poloroids are standard here.