special day
Today is a special day. It's this guy's birthday. He's my baby brother... (I can't call him my little brother anymore because he's a lot taller than I am now. So baby it is. I'm sure he loves that.) 23 years ago, exactly three months (to the day, anyway) before my third birthday, he was born.
Happy Birthday, Daniel! Have a great weekend celebrating...
And, by the way, I AM sorry I threw the book at you that one time and it hit you in the eye because you didn't duck. I really am. But it's still kind of a funny story.
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