Odd Couple

For the most part, my Brain and I don't see eye to eye.

He's a anal retentive sissy who doesn't like to get his hands dirty, and I'm a offish slob who doesn't like to wear pants when I don't have to. You can see where the comedy ensues.

As an example, I'm supposed to be vacuuming right now..but, whatever, I'll get to that when I can. I haven't even showered yet today, and he hasn't shut up about that either.

Last year, while visiting my family, and playing a friendly game of Black Jack, I said something that I still can't believe my Brain didn't stop. As the game progressed, and my stack of chips began to dwindle, my Brother made a comment about how small my stack of chips was. It was then that I uttered the following:

It's not the size. It's how you use it.

Now, keep in mind, this was in the presence of both my parents. The awkwardness spread worse than a stinky fart.

I'm not sure where my Brain was on that one. Maybe he was reading a book, or perhaps dusting but...he still owes me one.

And I'm not going to vacuum.