It took me by surprise this morning, when someone mistook me for my brother. I was visiting one of my high school teachers when I hear a voice directed at me. "Did we finish that risk game..." he said as I turned around. "Are you David's brother?" he inquired. "I thought you were David." Well, I assumed that.

I don't know why this struck me as unusual. I mean, I guess it makes sense. These people see my brother on a daily basis and could easily mistake the two of us from behind. It just felt very eerie to go back in time and have the past be completely different. And to top it off, my Delorean has turned into an Oldsmobile. Of all the luck.