Well, we took a nap after the breakfast dinner and woke up with the front door cracked open. And a cold beer on the kitchen table. Yep, you guessed it - my brother drank again. Came in the house uninvited, and found him in the spare bedroom passed out. Got his azz up, poured out his beer and told him to go to the hotel. Said he went to the bar to have some beers, and forgot where he was. More BS - he knew right where to go. Door is locked now!