like i didn't already feel short.
2.5 today.
Darin is 6 feet tall. Mitch is 6 foot 2. Scott is 6 foot 4. I'm glad Darin's parents stopped at 3 kids, frankly; the fourth one would probably have been the starting center for the Lakers or something. (Not only do they go in reverse order of height from their ages, but they go in reverse order for hair loss too: Scott has the least hair of the 3 of them, although he has a very neat goatee these days.)
The stereotype is that Jews are really short. Well, I've always thought that Darin will be good for adding some height to the gene pool in my family, since he towers over me and my relatives.
Darin, Scott, and I spent the day out--we drove down Sunset Blvd., headed over to Santa Monica (where the restaurant I'd picked out for us had closed), and then walked along Venice Beach so that Scott could soak up the local color. We drove up Highway 1 to get back to Sunset Blvd. and from there to Beverly Glen and then home.
Darin and Scott went to pick up Mitch at the airport, and then the three of them headed over to the Boys to play Starcraft.
Darin and Mitch had to interrupt their game to come home, because Darin had to pick something up and Mitch decided to drop his stuff off while they were at it. When he called to tell me they were coming, I said, "Does this mean I have to get rid of my boyfriend?" Darin said, "Oh no, I'd like to meet him."
So now Mitch and Scott are both visiting us. I have a house full of Adlers. I am very frightened. And feeling particularly short.
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