A Nut Like Me (no nutcracker needed, thank you)

Apparently, my brother thinks I'm a bit ... eh, how do I say it? ... crazy?

So I am on a quest to becoming "smarter." That's sort of my experiment. I figured, ya know, it's a win-win situation. You just can't lose on this one. It's not like I'll become like Jekyll and Hyde, so I'm golden, right?

My hypothesis is that, if I can achieve a more well-rounded sort of "smartness," I will be more capable of finding more "happiness." In other words, to achieve "a well-rounded sort of smartness" need to be "book smart," "social smart" and "body smart" ... in order to achieve "emotional smart," so to speak. It just makes complete sense to me. So I'm doing what I can to do just that.

But after I gave my brother that speech (in a more technical, long-winded version, of course), my brother gave me a bewildered look, a baffled laugh and shook his head while walking back into his bedroom.

I think he thinks I'm a nut.

Watch. I'm gonna come out with a self-help book one day. Let's see who's gonna laugh then. :-D