Holler To My Little Brother

Crazy things have been going on over North Raleigh way the past couple of days. My little brother, Tyler found a neighbor dead in his (the neighbor's) front lawn. He's really shaken up. I can't imagine how fucking traumatic that is.

Tyler's a good kid, and I just wanted to write about that. I made a whole lots of bunches of mistakes when I was living with my family before I moved out. I was probably an asshole, and I'm really sorry about that. Thankfully, Tyler didn't follow my bad example and has turned into a really good kid. Add to that, he's into much better music than most 17 year olds around. That would be a good example he picked up from me (and Dan, my other younger brother, who of course, wouldn't of known anything outside of Janet Jackson's "Design Of A Decade" if it weren't for me. But I digress.)

So, I'll see Tyler tomorrow, and see how he's doing.