Sorry BriHan, had to get to the parents house before I could pop in ;)

I met dear Brian a few years ago (in person in 2000, online before that - we spoke of jello wrestling if I remember rightly) because we're both internet freaks. Not freak in the usual sense of the word (ie not because of a love for the same porn), but because we both loved the X-Files. Gillian Anderson at that. Brian and were, you see part of an internet convent. (yes, Brian is a man. yes, I realize that's unusal - weren't you paying attention for the freak part?).

Brian and I were (kinda still are I spose) part of the Order of the Blessed Saint Scully The Enigmatic (OBSSE). Each year the OBSSE has a FEST. I'd been to one in Colorado, but it was the FEST in Minnesota where I met the man we called Hannibal. Yes. Hannibal. Brian and I (as well as the HoE - the Hut of Evil - which at that point was still the Orgy Hut and the Evil Petting Zoo) became fast friends. It was a good time, and saying good bye was v. hard. I still regret I didn't go to Sex World with you all all that final night, but alas, I was distracted. :P

(an aside, please excuse me as I ramble, but I've been into the Xmas cheer. The OBSSE also has a marathon each year to raise money for Neurofibromatosis. Brother Hannibal was a huge help to the organization in NYC, lest you think he's all about the fun)

Anyway fast forward a couple of years. Brian and I kept in touch - I get calls from NYC on a fairly regular basis (yes, some are the drunken calls of legend, but a lot of them are sober). Sometimes, I get phone messages that consist entirely of Broadway Showtunes. Sooooo is it any wonder that I threatened, coereced and otherwise begged BriHan (as he became known) to attend my wedding in Halifax, in July 2003. And he came (don't twist that into something dirty). He said it was mostly because he was afraid what would happen if he didn't - buuuuuuuut I think he just wanted to see me walk down the aisle with the right guy this time. Who is also named Brian for the record. This is why we call Brian - BriHan. Because he won't let me call him by his actual first name ;) That starts with C.

So that's about it. I'm afraid I won't be able to be all posty like some of the rest of you - but let's face it - I got the harder day, it seems my family thinks I should spend time with them today as well. I hope this brings you all closer to the man that is Brian - or at the very least - makes him blush :P