My brother is going to live his dream. He's winding down his business, and will be purchasing some sort of vehicle in which he can go roaming (he's not sure what, just yet). And then he's going roaming across the United States, touching every state except Hawaii.

How's that for a surprise?

I mean, I know it's something he's wanted to do for a long time. And he's six years older than I am, so he's not getting any younger. And he's got the money and so forth, so he's going to spend a year on the road. At least that's his plan.

And he's going to blog about it, and keep a video diary, and I think it's a bloody marvelous thing and a tiny part of me wishes I could toss my own life to the winds of change and go with him.

He plans on finding work in National Parks (if any are still open) and doing Habitat for Humanity work wherever he goes. He's ready for life to come at him from every direction.

He's ready.