My Brother
My brother David
I have a little brother named David. He's two and a half years younger than I am. When we were small children I was horrible to him, had him living in fear of me frankly. He vowed that once he hit his projected six foot plus height (he's now 6'2”) he'd take his revenge! I feel terribly fortunate, that by the time that he was 14 and he hit six feet we had moved beyond sibling torture and actually become best friends. In fact people used to assume we were dating in highschool when he was a freshman and I was senior.
After high school Dave spent two years in Russia, came home and married a lovely girl. Two plus years later he moved to Idaho and is now attending a major university where he just got accepted into the nursing program. We're all delighted and proud.
Exsactly three years ago David was taking his first semester of community college and I had just started dating Kristopher, my now husband. One evening Dave and I ended up having a converstation via AOL Instant Messenger. (He was in Utah and I was here in Oregon)
This is the converstaion that followed.
Corijezmi: “Just went to Wal-mart and got a new shower curtain for my boyfriend’s place, I tell ya, theirs is so scary if it was anything but plastic I'd burn it in effigy!”
Dave typed back in response-
David: “I have used a few of those- ones where you are not sure if it was really plastic any more or a new form of life spawned off of your dead skin cells and the bacteria in the water.
It is the type you want to poke with a stick first, if it moves you can than beat it to death (or at least senseless and take a quick shower before it tries to assimilate you too.)”
I paused to laugh so hard, I nearly choked on my own tongue, by the time I could suck air into my lungs again, (and consequently pay attening to what my brother was typing) He'd already gone onto the next topic, what I saw in the window was the question
“How many people does it take to have a ton of people?” I answered,
Corijezmi: “How many?”
David: “I dunno, I mean really it could only be 5 or maybe a 100, that saying 'A ton' really doesn’t work does it?-- not when you think about it.... and you thought I had some smart remark or a joke huh!! Well that will show you how very UN-funny I really am!
It is like a 'Butt load of TEETH' How do you have a Butt load of any thing??
TAKING ANATOMY HAS MEESED WITH MY HEAD!!”
I again start guffawing, so hard and loud, I was crying. Once I could wipe the tears from my eyes enough to be able to read the screen, Dave had once again changed topics, he typed this
David: “I tell ya I think computers exists just to make us feel really stupid, I really do.
Like for instance; think about when your computer makes that noise when you try to remove something {DING} what it's really saying is "You really don't want to be doing that!!"
That is my 'not so little' brother David,
I love ya Day.
I have a little brother named David. He's two and a half years younger than I am. When we were small children I was horrible to him, had him living in fear of me frankly. He vowed that once he hit his projected six foot plus height (he's now 6'2”) he'd take his revenge! I feel terribly fortunate, that by the time that he was 14 and he hit six feet we had moved beyond sibling torture and actually become best friends. In fact people used to assume we were dating in highschool when he was a freshman and I was senior.
After high school Dave spent two years in Russia, came home and married a lovely girl. Two plus years later he moved to Idaho and is now attending a major university where he just got accepted into the nursing program. We're all delighted and proud.
Exsactly three years ago David was taking his first semester of community college and I had just started dating Kristopher, my now husband. One evening Dave and I ended up having a converstation via AOL Instant Messenger. (He was in Utah and I was here in Oregon)
This is the converstaion that followed.
Corijezmi: “Just went to Wal-mart and got a new shower curtain for my boyfriend’s place, I tell ya, theirs is so scary if it was anything but plastic I'd burn it in effigy!”
Dave typed back in response-
David: “I have used a few of those- ones where you are not sure if it was really plastic any more or a new form of life spawned off of your dead skin cells and the bacteria in the water.
It is the type you want to poke with a stick first, if it moves you can than beat it to death (or at least senseless and take a quick shower before it tries to assimilate you too.)”
I paused to laugh so hard, I nearly choked on my own tongue, by the time I could suck air into my lungs again, (and consequently pay attening to what my brother was typing) He'd already gone onto the next topic, what I saw in the window was the question
“How many people does it take to have a ton of people?” I answered,
Corijezmi: “How many?”
David: “I dunno, I mean really it could only be 5 or maybe a 100, that saying 'A ton' really doesn’t work does it?-- not when you think about it.... and you thought I had some smart remark or a joke huh!! Well that will show you how very UN-funny I really am!
It is like a 'Butt load of TEETH' How do you have a Butt load of any thing??
TAKING ANATOMY HAS MEESED WITH MY HEAD!!”
I again start guffawing, so hard and loud, I was crying. Once I could wipe the tears from my eyes enough to be able to read the screen, Dave had once again changed topics, he typed this
David: “I tell ya I think computers exists just to make us feel really stupid, I really do.
Like for instance; think about when your computer makes that noise when you try to remove something {DING} what it's really saying is "You really don't want to be doing that!!"
That is my 'not so little' brother David,
I love ya Day.
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