LMAO. See, that was my fear.

Now, if Allyson or Polgara had fallen through the box, we would have all just laughed. But if this particular person had landed on his ass?

Well, we would have still laughed. But I would have been mortified for years to come.

I explained to that person after he took a bit of a stumble in a parking lot the other day that the way it would work if he fell was:

1) I point and laugh

2a) I help him up, or

2b) call an ambulance if needed

When it comes to my brother & SIL, it's always a toss up who is going to end up the butt of some joke or happenstance. Though flakiness induced? That will ALWAYS be my brother.

Somebody stop me before I Queer Eye the poor lad.

JZ, you would not believe the number of times Megan Walker, Kat Perez, and I have threatened The Scola with that very fate.

he took a bit of a stumble in a parking lot the other day

See, THAT I could laugh at. It wasn't my parking lot.

hee

Though flakiness induced? That will ALWAYS be my brother.

It's like a contest between the men in my family as to who is going to be the flakiest.

I was at a Pirate party, SO much grog,. So much johnny DEPP. There was a prolonged concversation about bpoys wearing makepu.

I think I should go to bed now.

It's an open secret that my dad is the stereotypical absentminded professor. What my brother is still denying is that he's following in his footsteps, just with a greater need for speed and a different subject.

What I can't figure out is how much is the women in their lives actually enabling this, or just acting defensively for our sake. I DO know that to some degree, mom and SIL allow it, as I now have very little patience with lazy helplessness, and when alone with me, they are slightly better at the whole life skills thing. And lord knows, they have been able to survive on their own before, so I know it isn't fatal. While at times it is funny, it can also be annoying.

I think ita and Kat (and who knows who else) will be pleased with the teasers for the next Alias.

I DO know that to some degree, mom and SIL allow it, as I now have very little patience with lazy helplessness, and when alone with me, they are slightly better at the whole life skills thing.

I don't know that any of us allow it exactly. But I do think we've all reached a place where we accept it because it ain't ever gonna change. So we just roll our eyes.

Allyson, I like The Kid Behind the Counter Hates You.

I may possibly identify with the kid.

I do know what you mean about accepting. The little stuff mostly slides. It was just after years of dad and mom claiming he couldn't cook (dude, he burnt her 35th birthday cake!) he went on sabbatical and since we weren't with him during the week, he had to cook. So it was spaghetti and burritos or and salad,(hell, I cooked that for us starting at 8ish because mom had class) but he did just fine.

So when I came home my freshman year of college, and mom was out of town, when I was asked to make sure dad got fed because "he can't cook", I just laughed. He got quite inventive. It was good. I still ended up paying the mortgage, because ...he didn't do the finances. @@

Huh. Didn't know this still annoyed me about my relations.