Brother!

Just when I was thinking what a schmuck my brother is for not talking to me in two weeks or whatever (besides a bare five minutes while I was bored and waiting for Dad's plane to get in) I check my voicemail, and he'd called me last Thursday! (At work, but eh.) And I'm ready to call him back and he shows up in person, plops down in the chair behind my desk and we talk for a good hour or so.

It was good to catch up. I got the latest on his relationship, and he got the grandparent update. He's currently going through the stamp and coin collection, and I'm wondering what sort of goodies will be awaiting me at home (box came yesterday, but I can't get at it until today when the manager has office hours.)