Boss Hog

Boss Hog
Originally uploaded by furryblackcat.

I'm getting one of these. This is my little brothers new puppy, now I know why they put these things on the front of Mack trucks. Grrrr. I told Jen that I want one last night, hopefully the Easter Bunny brings me one. My brother flew from Boston to Indy to pick it up, I think it set him back a little less than 3 g's.

I remember when my brother and I were in high school and college. He was a couple years behind me. We used to fight, lots. As kids we would either be brawling with each other, the other kids in the neighborhood or kids we played hockey with. Brian had alot of aggression and living close to the enough to the city my dad thought that a boxing gym would be a good outlet for his aggression rather than at school. My dad has probably regretted that decision more than anything else. Bri had the same amount of aggression, he just knew how to fight that much better.

In high school Brian started getting big, like from my size to 6' 215 size and we both decided that it would be a good idea if we stopped fighting with each other. I remember the last fight we had, exactly the same as the two brothers in "A River Runs Through It" in the kitchen. Probably the biggest thing I learned about fighting from him is that the people that talk aren't the ones you have to worry about; the guys you worry about are the ones that don't say anything before they drill you in the face.

Anyways, say hello to the Furry Black Cats newest cousin Boss Hog.