In the short amount of time that I have I am going to try to encapsulate what went on last night. And by short amount of time, I mean before everyone else here wakes up and realizes I finished almost an entire bottle of Johnny Walker Black. While my brother showed up and he finished an entire bottle of Tuaca and then proceeded to move onto drinking whatever was left of the vodka. The thing about the C. family is that when we drink we turn into the mischief makers from hell. If you have ever had the pleasure of drinking with myself–you already know what I am talking about. My brother, on the other hand, he likes to prove to all people around him that he is “The most awesome”. And since he took the job with MTV, his desire to push it into overdrive has excellerated. When he gets drunk he acts like Peepers, from the SNL skit starring Chris Kattan. He proceeded to jump on, lick, and throw people that he was meeting. He also ran away from the house, into the backyard of our neighbor and pissed all over everything. There is also the fact that he got into my friend’s “studio equipment” and “needed” to steal their mic. If you know anything about the C. family, it’s when we’re drunk PERHAPS we take things which do not belong to us. Like last week when I woke up and had a flowery assorment of signs in the trunk of my car. Yes. Then we got back here, to my house and my brother said maybe he was going to get into the shower for a while–becuase he had to be “up and out by 6:00am!” He is still passed out. And when he wakes up he will start drinking again, just like the C. people do.