"But where is this all leading? We'll never know."

Yeah, I'm thinking of doing the lyrical blog title thing again. Humor me.

I have to share something really quick before I feast on a dinner of potato chips and onion dip something random from the fridge.

There are many reasons my brother, the Sideshow, is the bomb, not the least of which is his ability to suck down large portions of food at an impressive rate, then bitch about how he doesn't feel that good an hour or so later. But right now, I am briefly going to talk about one reason in particular.

I was on my second break of the workday this afternoon, when I decided to pop in on said broseph in his office. We chit-chatted for a few moments while I worked up a plan of how to tell him about my minty-fresh new boyfriend (still feels strange typing/saying/thinking that word, but in a good way). Eventually, after he showed me the pictures of young Alex dressing up as a Reaver for Halloween (that kid kicks my ass!), the following occurred:

Me: Yeah, I need to tell you something.
He: What?
Me: Well, uh, I have a boyfriend.
He: Yeah? Who?
Me: My friend Ben.
He: Really? (holds out his fist for me to bump with my fist, which I do). Cool.

I exhaled.

Then we continued to pore over the pictures he was loading onto his website.

It's just a testament to how awesome my bro is. Given my history of being quite overprotective of him, and being quite vocal in my opinions of the women he has dated, I was unsure whether I should brace myself for similar treatment.

Luckily, there isn't anything about Ben that warrants that treatment (I am quite confident that he is exponentially more sane than some of the chestnuts Sideshow used to bring by for the family to meet, which, whew. Relief!) My bro didn't jump on my ass about anything; he just gave me what is his Sideshow equivalent of a celebratory hug, then gave me some advice on how to break the news to the folks.

Which, strangely enough, was exactly what I needed.

Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go brush up on the list of Hoff Rules.