SO I decided to go home today. Yep, home sweet home. Started out as a normal Christmas break visit and then only became more normal. The broski and I watched some terrible ABCFamily movie...terrible. Then we watched the sequel. And the sequel was just as bad...if not worse. So anyways, this is what the bro and I did for the beginning of my time home. Then mom came home...let the psychotherapy begin. Mom's sorority (who Bryan and I like to call the cult) was coming over last night, so she was freaking out about all of that and on top of it, we did not really care.

Our cult was not coming over, so we did not need to freak out. There was no need for that. So, to be the great children that we are, Bryan and I decided to clean up a bit. You know, clean up the living room so that the cult would have a place to sit. We are really great, we know it. However, moms did not think so. She thought that we were so lazy, she even came at us with scissors (Bryan and I saw it, all the witnesses that we need). So, to calm her down, we did what we always do, write a song. Bryan pulled out the guitar and we sang our little hearts out..."Mother, she is freaking out. Mother, she needs to calm down. Mother, she needs to be careful, she walks like she's 102, but she's even older." It was a pretty good song. Mom did not think so, but sometimes it is hard to recognize such great talent like my broski's and mine. Anyway, the cult was abouts ta get thurr, so the bro and I knew that we had to make a quick escape before they got there. So, we quickly got all of our stuff together and ran out the door just as they came inside.

We drove to the Nile (far drive, I know) and grabbed some awesome Middle Eastern food. That's when we went on further international visits...Meijer. Bryan really wanted to make some international food, mainly curry. So we hit up the international food section in Meijer. After spending some time in Asia, we headed to Mexico...not the tortilla section, or the actual Mexico section, but to the AUTHENTIC MEXICO section. We got some maiz rapido...rapid corn. AKA...Instant corn flour. We figured that we should pick some Eastern Europe up as well, but decided to leave Italy, Britain, and Germany out of the mix. Now before I go on with the rest of the night, let me just explain the International section at Meijer...First off, there is a Mexican, Authentic Mexican, and then Tortillas...I don't get it. What's the difference between Authentic Mexican and Mexican? And to be completely honest, the Authentic Mexican was not 100% correct. There was Venezuelan and Porto Rican...That's not in Mexico...maybe my geography is off? Then in the Italian section...Pasta, Italian, Pasta Sauce, and then Pizza Stuff...Wow....really? Is it really necessary for all of that labeling? I mean, come on...In the Asian section it did not say, Asia, Rice, More Rice, and a bit of Rice...it said "Asia." COME ON MEIJER!!!!! I spent about 45 minutes in the International section....I know it rather well. They do not have Achiote..we needed that. We don't know what it is, but we needed it. Thanks a lot Authentic Mexico.

We knew that the Old Woman Cult would still be at the house...so we headed to Muncie to hang out. And as we were in Muncie, some of the best conversation came out. My brother wants to write a book. Not only does he want to write a book, but a children's book. Brilliant idea...maybe. So we were sittin there talkin about it and this is the conversation:

"I want to write a children's book"
"Oh okay..."
"No, seriously, I mean who can't write a children's book?"
"Ha, you're right...Okay well let's think of some of your favorite things..."
(Long pause)
Me: "Okay, well you could write about MacGyver, you really like him. Or maybe ghost hunting, or maybe the history channel..."
"GHOSTS! I could write a book telling kids not to be afraid of ghosts...wait, Casper, dangit."
"Orrrrrr about Dinosaurs?!"
"Yeah! Are dinosaurs still relevant to kids or is it just black magic satanism now a days?"
"Ha, kids love dinosaurs! Even better, black magic satanist dinosaurs!"
"YEAH, JURASSIC PARK MEETS HARRY POTTER!"

And that is the beginning of my brother's children story.
And the end of my night.