Cosmic bowling was a huge success, my brother is a rockstar. Even when we were kids he had the Midas touch. Anything he picks up turns to gold; bowling balls, tennis rackets, and pool cues. The kid is amazing.
On the way to his birthday brouhaha, the kid held court on conversations ranging from compression and cam shaft configurations (which for the record I was able to chime in on and make several notable points) and algorithms for calculating the day Easter will fall on each year.
I'm so proud of my baby brother. He is incredibly smart and profoundly well rounded. He loves sports, computers, cars. And he's not a nerd about any of those things. He's a very understated individual, he doesn't flaunt his stuff, you'd never know this kid was a boy genius (especially not with the medicine ball sized hole in the butt of his jeans).
Happy Birthday, David. May the next year be richer then you could imagine.
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