Tonight while getting ready to eat dinner, I turned on the tv and tuned in to the MLB Draft, which was getting ready to start in about 10 minutes. My brother (who had picked up pizza), puts the box down and immediately grabs the remote and changes it to the NBA Finals preview show thing on ESPN. In frustration, I grabbed my pizza and went into the living room to watch the draft.

After I finished eating (I always eat faster than my brother), I took my plate into the kitchen through the dining room - and as I passed my brother, he asked who the first draft pick was. I told him it was Lebron James. Now he has to change the channel or check his phone to find out for real.