oi...

so my brother was in arkansas last night for a boy scout campout. my plan this morning was to go to 8:30am church with dad and then home for breakfast, then 11am church on my own (maximize the number of church people i see while i'm in town, etc.)

anyhow, a llama threw up on dad this morning so he decided he didn't have time to get ready, so he stayed home... probably actually a good thing. when 8:30 church got done at 9:30 mom and i each had several messages on our cellphones....

apparently, while driving back home from the camp out, my brother tried to miss some debris on the interstate and instead rolled his truck over several times, landing upside down in a ditch with all the glass broke out. his truck is so old that it's not insured (he just has liability insurance), and he claimed that there were police there to help him, that he would get another of his boy scout friends to pick him up so that we didn't have to, and that his truck is totalled beyond repair so he doesn't even care about calling insurance (mom insisted he at least needed to call and get it towed somewhere)... he claims (most importantly) that he's fine other than a couple cuts on his elbow... we shall see.

right now he's at least an hour and a half out in arkansas taking care of things himself. he tried to call me during church but my phone was off, so he got dad instead (i just have a voicemail of heavy breathing and moving around, i assume from right after it happened)... dad, being dad, had like a panic attack and i came home between the two church services more for his benefit to talk and calm down than anything else.

so yeah... it's an eventful morning... i'm just glad my brother is still alive...

later dudes.