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In February, my brother made a business trip to Texas that allowed us to spend a few days with him. Christopher is my only sibling, and for the most part we have always gotten along exceptionally well. We both enjoy a raucous (and sometimes raunchy) sense of humor, and when we are left to our own devices we typically bring everyone in the room with us (including ourselves) to tears of laughter as we continuously try to outdo each other.

And if you doubt this for a moment, then just check out [Link Removed] at Facebook. They pretty much speak for themselves.

There was much laughter and reminiscing during his visit, and many of the "Do you remember..." moments were full of the stuff that used to make us laugh. Like when [Link Removed] first hit the comedy scene on the variety show hosted by Jonathan Winters. (We agreed that it's funny that most people have just discovered Jeff Dunham in the last five years or so, although we've both been quoting Jose Jalapeno for twenty years).

In May, Scott and I will be taking a road trip to Michigan (where my brother and his family live) for our vacation. I fell asleep last night thinking about this trip, and how excited I am to visit with the extended family members that I haven’t seen in years. My dad lives minutes away from my brother; my brother and sister-in-law have two daughters that I miss so much it makes my heart hurt; my sister-in-law and I have always been great friends; and I have a slew of cousins who can’t wait to get their hands on Scott and (I’m sure) tell him all sorts of sordid tales about me.

When I woke up this morning I had a song stuck in my head that, by now, is driving me crazy. It was another one of those “Do you remember...” moments from Christopher’s visit that somehow permeated my dreams last night. And, having mentioned it to Scott this morning, it’s now stuck in his head, too. My only hope to exorcise this from my thoughts is to pass it on to you.

When you can’t get it out of your head, feel free to blame it on my brother. I do.

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