> tapioca world tour

So my unknown half-brother Patrick Kenny turns 17 today, which is a year older than I was when I learned of his existence. I wish him cake, and basketball, and long bike rides and good grades and a happy birthday and I wish our father will grow some balls one of these days and tell him he has a sister.

Families are convoluted and fascinating; they convince me to believe less and less in mortal existence, and, ultimately, I see that as a good thing.