As I was putting on my clothes this morning the irony of the situation struck me. I'm the older brother and was always the one who got the new clothes and my younger brother was stuck with the hand-me-downs. But here I was putting on:
- An old shirt of Adam's.
- An old pair of pants of Adam's.
- A very nice jacket of Adam's.
What's even more bizzare is how my younger brother (the starving musician) manages to afford all these clothes. By my calculations, the amount of clothes I've received from him must've had an original value of close to $230,000,000. Don't ask, don't tell I suppose.
Either way, I like the duds and keep 'em coming. And if Adam happens to get famous at some point along the way that'll be even better. I can start selling the stuff on E-bay.