Dan and I drove up to San Francisco last night to have dinner with my parents and meet my cousin, Jason. Jason is my dad’s cousin’s son, which I guess makes us either second cousins or first cousins once removed? I have no idea. I’ve spent my entire life trying to figure that shit out and still don’t understand it.
Jason and I bonded over our love of animals (he and his wife have four cats), Jason and Dan bonded over their love of science fiction (at which point I promptly tuned out), and Jason and MoMo bonded over their love of filtered water.
This cat, man. I’m telling you. My parents needed a purple, and they got a very, very green.