I love my brothers. All of them, lots and lots. We are fascinatingly different, complimentary, hard working and down to earth guys. Guys guys. We love our mother and look up to our father. Don’t get me wrong, we raised our share of hell as kids! I’m surprised the house is still standing. But we have really grown into our own since then.
Now I’ve only ever been an oldest brother, its kinda obvious to say, but all of my brothers have at least me as an older brother, and little Denny has a full five goons looking out for him. But I don’t know what that’s like. I was always on the front line. I don’t know why I mentioned that. I guess maybe its important later. But as boys we were always knocking heads, a lot of the time because we were trying to define ourselves, and it was hard to be different, to be brothers and not step all over one another. We ended up there in the end, but it sure wasn’t always as graceful as it is lately.
Anyway, as kids Clint and I were always pretty similar. Mitch and Jake were far better athletes, Denny and Grayson were young, but Clint and I both did drama, we were both a little awkward, we likes video games, we did good in school, we overlapped a lot. And there were a couple wars as a result. For some reason there was an unwritten rule that we couldn’t do or like the same things, and that made it weird. So we had our scraps, we diverged, and I guess we’ve grown up a lot since then. And I honestly have to say that in the last couple years we have become really great friends. Its awesome. I’m so very proud of all his accomplishments in school and how hard he works. Its a neat kind of proud feeling.
I’m just so happy for him.
That he is doing so great, finding his way, and in the end he is gonna work his ass of and he is gonna win. Maybe this is where the big brother stuff comes in… But I also just love hanging out with him! Chatting over coffee, drinking beers, harassing women, shooting pool, anything. He is just such a great, down to earth guy, and we connect. Its cool. So… It’s Saturday night, and freezing cold outside. Clint, Meg, a Million of her girlfriends, Mike, Stefi, Aivar, Gloria, Other Meg and I’m sure about a hundred other people, and Me all meet up at some bar downtown. And we just have a rockin’ good time. The Guinness is flowing, the girls are dancing and the boys are shooting the shit. It was great. I love those kind of nights, and I love that it was Clint and I just hanging out.
And that’s it really. Sorry for the emotional moment!
But I was kinda just sitting here today and thinking about how much fun it was hanging out, and how I’m really glad we have this. In the rest of the world - everything is great. Got tons done over the weekend and the countdown is on!