|Steanso rehearses for his next gig|
Happy birthday to my brother, who is marginally older than me, and nowhere near as handsome (or smart, but let's not rub it in).
These days, I mostly just like his kids and wife, but he's okay, too, I guess.
It's a real kick in the crotch that we can't go out and celebrate his birthday, but that's what next year is for. I got him a present, and when we're de-quarantined, I'm sure this cake I made will still be fine. I'll keep it in the garage til whenever we see each other again.
Anyhoo... Happy birthday, dummy. I hope you enjoy whatever it is you're up to for the day.
PS: Mom likes me best.