I first met Brandon way back in college, in 1993-ish. He’s not only handsome, but SO side-splittingly funny. He ALWAYS knows what to say to make me laugh.
And because he’s a great friend, he always does. Especially if he knows I’ve had a bad day, he’ll call me JUST to make me laugh, because he’s thoughtful like that.
I tried to get him to put down the beverage for a picture, but there was no separating those two.
Because of Brandon, I’ll always have a special place in my heart for classic Mustangs, baseball pants, Big Steve, Dodgeball, country clubs, pedicures, watch batteries, plaid shirts, the Amazon Grill, Baytown, Texas, and… roadkill.