My brother NEVER emails me!
I rely solely on the RSS of his writing blog to know whether or not he’s still alive. Thursday night I came home from work at midnight, hobbled into bed to eat my awesome dinner of a convenience store breaded & fried lasagna square formally known here in Kiwiland as a “Lasagna Toppa”, and found an email from the B-Bot himself.
It was as follows, AHEM:
“Just bought my first pomegranate! Delicious…”
How random and adorable, Brotherthing. Randorable. Indeed.