New Year, new me. Nah. I'm fine just the way I am. Doing the things I love. Like enjoying

a latte on the bus with some music or on a walk with a friend. My only resolution is

to enjoy more of what I love. Like switching up my usual with oat, soy, almond or coconut.

All delicious non-dairy alternatives available at Starbucks. For no extra charge. While stocks

last, subject to availability.

The virtual. All right, so mean siblings. Maybe it is time to confess. Maybe it is time to

apologize because the things that you might have done to your younger siblings when way back

in the day, unacceptable. All right, so I don't have any personal examples of this because

of the gap, the age gap I think saved me between me and my siblings. I'm so much older than

they are, but I definitely seen them have their share of my two sisters because they're

closer in age of drama all the time. So you never as an older brother wreaked havoc on

your younger sisters. This genuinely only one time I can actually remember being in a fight

with either one of my sisters. Really? And our entire lives. My best friend, John's oldest

daughter. She might have been six at the time, locked her younger brother, who was probably

three at the time in a closet in their house where he fell asleep for hours and hours and

hours. Bad on her and then bad on my friend for not noticing that three year olds was in

the closet sleeping. That is mild. That is mild thing. What did you do?

Don't worry about it. Okay, guys, you guys want to get down this. Now we got something

you can call about. One eight five five virtue. The worst thing yet your sister or your brother

ever did to you growing up. I did lock my sister in my grandparents

garden shed. I convinced her she was adopted, which as an adult is like not a bad thing at

all, but for some reason when you're a kid, it's a fear. Even though I would have treated

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