In Shameless Promotion of A Writer Almost Up to Par With Me...

As a result of my life taking on a certain quietness at the present time, I've had a difficult time creating topics that are interesting enough that I won't fall asleep while typing about them, and you won't fall asleep while reading about them.

Unlike my "gifted" (a term I use loosely) older brother, who has been blessed with the ability of writing semi-interesting posts filled with mediocre humour and polluted with uncomfortable sexual nuances and references, I am not as intuitive to take something out of nothing in order to entertain the masses (of our hometown). Thus, I've taken this opportunity to promote Brother Bella's (whom I will reference as Tewks from here on out) new blog. I have to give him credit where it's due - his posts that aren't about sports (I tend to bypass those ones as I couldn't care less what A-Rod and whoever else is of any importance in the sporting world is doing) are entertaining, enlightening, and surprisingly deprecating for someone who thinks so highly of himself. I especially enjoyed his post where he answered questions asked of him by readers of the blog, mostly because my two questions were the most entertaining of the bunch.

Tewks has branched off from his weekly blog posts with his buddy Gretzpo, leaving me to wonder if they've had some sort of lovers' spat and are no longer interested in sharing blog space to detail their failed attempts at having any sort of meaningful (or otherwise) relationship with women. A new blog site has been born from Tewks' misconstrued notion that his legions of followers contain those outside of our immediate family, which you can find at Talkin' with Tewks.

I know what you might be thinking: "Bella, aren't you jealous of your brother and his attention grabbing ways that cause people to tell you how amazing he is?" Tired, maybe, but never jealous. On the contrary, I'm extremely proud of my brother's successes and I hope that he makes it in the entertainment business so that he can live out his dream of being a famous actor (or at least his dream of appearing on the cover of "Star" magazine as the latest womanizer on "The Hills"). Maybe I'm feeling particularly loving towards my big brother, but I prefer to think that I am choosing to dedicate my blog post to his endeavours because, as a writer, I am able to recognize talent when I see it (even if it isn't comparable to mine).

So, there you have it. I encourage you all to read his new blog and be entertained by his warped sense of humour that I, myself, am still shocked by to this day.

To Tewks, I have one thing to say: "Oh, I remember her. Was she a great big fat person?"

Love,

Bella