Cousin Joe pointed out something curious last night.
Us four cousins who used to live together and spent a significant portion of our childhoods together... couldn't have diverged into more different paths.
There's the requisite geek (who shockingly, isn't me) who dreams of world-travelling.
There's the world-travelling international directionless fool (that would be me).
There's the world-travelling international superstar DJ (who was the quietest kid alive growing up).
There's the world-travelling international humanitarian (who knew?).
When we were kids we all had our favourite turtles.
Joe was Raphael (cool but crude).
I was Donatello (does machines [not like that, get your sicko minds outta the gutter.]).
Bich was Leonardo (leads).
Sis was Michaelangelo (party dude).
Who woulda thunk it, eh?