Hot Potato

Well, it's my beloved wayward younger brother's birthday and, as usual, he's either lost his phone or forgot his charger because I can't get ahold of him. I figure he's probably more likely to check this than his messages so, in order to wish him a timely happy, birthday, here it is: happy 21st, Bryce. Just remember, without out the criminal aspect, the beer won't taste as good from here on out.

Please pass on your own birthday wishes and drink one for Druz Jr.