Gee, thanks.

Des Moines was awesome. My nephews were in a marching band competition; their school got 8th of 10 (but they went first in their division and so judging was pretty harsh). We went to this place called Zombie Burger for dinner (for my nephew Robert's birthday); it was amazing.  Maybe I'll put up pics later.

But anyway: Today my brother Dan called me with questions about my great-grandma's spaghetti sauce recipe.

To be more accurate, he accidentally FaceTimed me twice, then he called me.

I went to grab the phone, but it quit ringing when I got to it. Then it rang again with an incoming FaceTime message from him. Before I could pick it up, he'd hung up and called me for real.

"Dude, what the crap?" I said.

(We have no use for formal greetings, my brother and I.)

"I don't know, man, I ain't trying to FaceTime you."

"What, you don't want to see my glorious face?"

"...not really."

Thanks a bunch, Dan.