In which I talk to my military brother

He was in a good mood. That doesn't happen all the time. I was telling him about the game last night, and I realized that last night, I had an "Are you sure you're not drunk?" moment. Nikki K and Lisa had gone to get food and I was sitting there and I started to giggle and by the time Nikki K got back I was laughing really hard and she asked what was so funny and I said, "When people ask me what I notice first about guys, I'm going to say 'their elbow!'" Yeah -- pretty sure that's an "are you sure you're not drunk?" moment. I told Dave about it and he said, "Wow! What can I do to make my elbow as hot as I possibly can?" Then he said that he was going to tell Jedd to polish up his elbow so that I would want him -- THAT IS JUST WRONG! And I never said which elbow -- I have a preference!

My brother is a genius. He . . . understands. For serious. I was telling him about possibly getting to spend Spring Break with someone and it being exciting and everything and he said, "So, you like him, but you don't WANT him, right?" RIGHT. Why can't everyone understand like that? Then he proceeded to explain what-all "wanting" a guy involves. Um, pretty sure not at this point, thanks. Ew! Oh -- and he explained what "pimp" means and he told me to hold Nikki K's hand for him. Alrighty then . . . That COULD be arranged, but it might get a little uncomfortable . . .
~MK