Zac, my brother, and I are two completely different people. My mom couldn’t possibly have had two my diverse children. Both of us find humor in how the other reacts to certain situations. Take blogging for instance, Zac swore up and down that he wanted to blog with me this month. But, guess what?!?! It’s Day 4 and we’ve heard no words from him. Instead, he’s rereading NFL articles on ESPN… playing his gameboy… and moaning about how he has nothing to say or write about. He actually went as far as mocking me for the fact that I’m taking this daily posting thing so seriously. The whole thing bums me out because in my opinion he’s much funnier, wittier, insightful, and better looking (he paid me to say that) than I am. So tonight’s blog is a shameless online pleading for him to buckle down and bless us with his point of view. So for fun I’m including his old 2005, only 4 posts, very short lived blog address and his new, waiting to be filled (hopefully more frequently than the last) blog address. Whaddya say, Zac??? Pretty please….