Miscellaneous

Brother Sean, likely having just passed gas.

Today begins the 18 month countdown to my 50th Birthday.  Mark your calendars.  I know this, primarily because it also happens to be my brother Sean's 50th, and I was born exactly 18 months after him.  Sean is the brother I am closest to in the pecking order, and he was the one who pretty much lead-blocked for me for the first 18 years of my life, a role he was quite good at both literally and figuratively (who can forget South Jersey's best Pulling Guard #64?).  A very, very happy birthday to you, Brother Sean.

I am about an hour from "putting her in the wind" as my Dad would put it, heading south to Clayton, North Carolina where I will visit my parents and oldest and youngest siblings.  It looks like quite a bit of rain over the weekend, so I've got that going for me.  Also on the agenda is dinner with The Hammer on Sunday night, a chance to enjoy in-person conversation with one of the best dinner companions I know. 

You might note a paucity of weight data lately; I have been naughty over the holidays, but have gotten myself back on track this very morning, and will post weight data next week.