Da Man

It wasn’t too terribly long ago that I was running around acting like a soccer hooligan and generally being an irresponsible human being. As a matter of fact, it was probably a week ago. But much before that it turns out I became an Uncle.

I didn’t realize that with that title came rights and responsibilities.

I had the RIGHT to purchase Christmas presents for the kid. And as he informed me, I had the RESPONSIBILITY to make those purchases TOYS.

I know there were many other things I was supposed to be doing, like setting a good example, but I was too busy trying to teach him how to blow up things with firecrackers and teach my dog inappropriate tricks to bother myself with being a role model.

Despite the fact that he had me as an uncle, the kid worked through that, and as of tomorrow, the ankle biter will officially become an EAGLE SCOUT.

To say that I am proud and impressed would not do it justice. I have a hard time finishing a 30 minute sitcom and the big guy spent some 10 years to make it to the top (and did in record time, mind you).

So in a short shout out, here’s to Josh, who is now quite capable of beating up his uncle. Your mom made me buy the clothes instead of toys.