Brother Where Art Thou -
...On March 30, 1995, my baby brother, Samuel was born. Happy Brithday, lovely little genius of a child, you.
Yes, he is a genius. How? Well, he has this routine of bringing my gigantic CD/boom box into the bathroom and sets it to a local classic rock station for the duration of his shower. Last night after turning on the radio and the shower, he runs out of the bathroom, naked, excitedly shouting to anyone in the house who could hear him,
"Guess what everyone! Michael McDonald, formerly of the Doobie Brothers' birthday is tomorrow!"
Yes, bro, seems as many greats were born on this, your day. That news was indeed news to me and Michael McDonald is great, by the way. Sometimes you can hear Sam belting out some tunes from The Sound of Music or some Pink Floyd or, my favorite when he sings it, Bennie and the Jets. He always ends Bennie and the Jets with an explanation of how the song was written about a girl. He's so smart!
The background on my LJ is a picture of Sam facing the ocean when we went down to Hatteras, when he was like, three.
*sniffs* Mah beybeh's bout to be grown!
it's tough trying to think up some witty subject lines
Yes, he is a genius. How? Well, he has this routine of bringing my gigantic CD/boom box into the bathroom and sets it to a local classic rock station for the duration of his shower. Last night after turning on the radio and the shower, he runs out of the bathroom, naked, excitedly shouting to anyone in the house who could hear him,
"Guess what everyone! Michael McDonald, formerly of the Doobie Brothers' birthday is tomorrow!"
Yes, bro, seems as many greats were born on this, your day. That news was indeed news to me and Michael McDonald is great, by the way. Sometimes you can hear Sam belting out some tunes from The Sound of Music or some Pink Floyd or, my favorite when he sings it, Bennie and the Jets. He always ends Bennie and the Jets with an explanation of how the song was written about a girl. He's so smart!
The background on my LJ is a picture of Sam facing the ocean when we went down to Hatteras, when he was like, three.
*sniffs* Mah beybeh's bout to be grown!
it's tough trying to think up some witty subject lines