Last night, I hosted an impromptu pizza party with my brothers (sans one) to say an early good-bye to my younger brother as he begins his cross-country trek.  He’s moving from Chicago to Los Angeles to be a professional skateboarder.  Well, maybe not professional skateboard anymore as he claims—he’s no longer the master he once thought he was.

I wish him all the best and all the greatest luck out there.  He’s going to have a blast.