My brother and I could not be more different.  He is the quintessential computer genius, while I can barely find my way around a word document.  He’s not into sports (I love them), spent the first half of his life eating only white foods (while I’ve loved gravlax and salads since my toddler days) and can sleep standing up (I need total darkness, white noise and have specific temperature requirements).  He’s incredibly private, too, while I… well…I’ve started a blog.

But the one place we come together is in our sense of humor – find any movie, comedian, joke, untoward situation and he and I will inevitably laugh at the same parts (his, a quiet chuckle, mine a boisterous guffaw).