My brother just called me and I am thrilled beyond reason.  I love my brother, he is 18, looks just like me, and so very much cooler than I was at 18.  He goes to college, he drives a low ridin’ pimped out Civic, he’s in a fraternity, he wears Abercrombie.  He also is in a barbershop quartet, goes to church, and sings in three school choirs.  We older sisters love his split personality – he’s cool enough that he’s well liked (esp. by the ladies, whoa lordy), but still has a little dork inside.  I like that he has depth, even if he likes to pretend he doesn’t.  …