My little brother is living in Victoria and moved out of my mom’s house last month, while we were there on vacation. The funniest thing struck me one night, I was looking for something and went into what was his room and found his ‘packing list’ for stuff to bring. It read something like this:

• Amp
• Guitar
• Elec Guitar
• Mic
• Uke
• CDs
• Clothes

Clothes didn’t even make the top 5. I love that. I love that he’d be happy wherever he ended up, as long as he had his guitar and the clothes on his back. If he remembers a change of underwear, great! if not, Oh well. He’s got his music. That’s just too awesome for words.