Super Heroes and My Brother

I always joke about my brother being a superhero.

It's fun, but to an extent, I can see it.

Defining "superhero" can go on for a long time. To me, only Superman is a real super hero. Whaha! I bet I'll get something for that. The thing is, Superman was born that way and had to develop character to become a person who fights for righteousness/justice. The others either are mutants, science experiments, or they use equipment to make them who they are. *coughs* Ironman *coughs*

A hero, can be anybody. It's said nobody can be Superman in that nobody could fly or shoot fire from their eyes. But anybody could be Batman, because he's a everyday business man who fights against crime.

I gotta say, hold on just a minute.

Ever realize what Batman is? They say it plenty in the movie, a vigilante. A vigilante is a watcher of danger, but Batman crosses a line that nobody else can, apparently. Well, Batman is more than a vigilante. He doesn't have the authority to do as he does. So, Batman is a criminal. Again, apparently he can make a choice that nobody else can. He's somewhat of a hero.

That's where I see my brother. Some of the things he goes through, are tough. We've both had tough lives. Neither one more difficult than the other, each in their own league. So one thing I hate is when we are compared. We are men, but different types of men. I do not count myself as anything and would dare do so. My brother is the same, but others see him as something wonderful, something to be in awe of.

It fits him.

To be in awe of.

That's what his name means.

So, to my conclusion, my brother is Batman. It goes farther than that. He's got a beast of a vehicle, so does Bruce Wayne. He's got a ton of females in his life. *snickers* Mr. Wayne has that also. He's got a buddy named Alfred. Don't make me point to a specific person. Suddenly, things narrow down. They both had hard lives. They both fight tooth and nail for what's right.

I was so close in proving that my brother was Batman, but I had a buddy that said Batman is the one who fights against crime, Bruce Wayne is the playboy. So, my brother is Bruce Wayne.

I've got it! My brother is just really crafty in hiding that he is a hero/vigilante. Batman does that! Nobody knew who he was! He had to tell Gordon.

I just need to find his mask.

I admit no jealousy. . .why?

Because I'm Superman.

I'm number 8!

This was my favorite potluck ever!

On November 4, 2012 Family of Faith Fellowship had a chili cookoff!
The video will be at the end of the post, if you would like to watch it.

Well, the organizers of the potluck decided they wanted to do something special for November and they settled on a chili cookoff.

When they announced it, I instantly got an idea! A cheap prank sure to get me a trophy, but the best prank I will have pulled off in a while. There were 3 categories: Most Unique, Most Tasty, and of course Spiciest/Hottest.

I needed help with some of my old co-workers. Shane Harkins helped me get the sauce along with his girlfriend. I wanted "spontaneous combustion" sauce, but he told me that "ghost" sauce was way hotter/spicier. I instantly changed my mind and simply begged him to get it for me. I didn't know where to get such spicy sauces, so I relied on him. And the day before, he set out to get it. It was really expensive and I wasn't expecting a prank to cost nearly $30.

It was worth it though.

When he dropped it off, I was at work. So, my other co-workers saw what I had just received. They made their comments and I busted out laughing. I shouldn't laugh at such things.

Well, the time of the competition came and everybodies chili's were being given to the judges. I couldn't find mine until I went into the kitchen and saw that somebody set it aside. I thought, "This is so perfect!"
I poured five cups of cold spicy chili.
I came out and asked, "Which spot is open?"
They all answered in unison, "Number 8."

I'm number 8.

I set all five chili cups down and ran for my video camera.

I came in and they had already started tasting.

I was trying my hardest not to laugh and give it away. I felt guilty doing it, but it was hilarious at the same time. I was afraid of giving somebody a heart attack because this sauce was so intensely hot. The results were a fun time and me enjoying my new "Most Spicy" trophy.