Happy Thanksgiving from all of us here in Maine, especially this kid, who, when we went to see
New Moon last night, pulled a beer out from his coat pocket and cracked it just as the lights were about to dim.

My brother is so classy it's breathtaking, isn't it?
2 comments:
Your post mentions a beer. Your brother seems to be holding some sort of Canadian soda.
If you want Canadian beer, talk to these people: http://www.unibroue.com/index_eng.html
I think it's been well documented (see below) that my brother has very poor taste in beer:
("I am now going to list my favorite light beers," my brother announces after we give our drink orders.
I stare at him. I wonder if this is what he and his girlfriend stay up late to talk about--their favorite light beer. I wonder if there are times my brother's girlfriend looks at him and thinks, I am dating the world's biggest dork.
"My favorite," my brother says, "is Miller Lite. I also like Bud Light. Blue Light is pretty great, too.")
Yes, that was from our trip to Miami last year. He is just... well, a doofy boy. He doesn't know any better. Poor kid.
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