"Young liars I said Thank you for taking my hands and burying them deep in the world's wet womb where no one can heed their commands where no one can heed their commands except young liars" - TV on the Radio, Young Liars (Live at Gate City Noise) [Buy the album]
It finally happened. Sometime in the past few months, as we've spent more time together, my sister, who is twelve years younger, and I transitioned from our abnormal, but expected, uncle/niece style relationship into a truer sibling thang. As I drove towards our lunch destination in Studio City earlier today and we talked about things it popped into my head, "Wow, we're friends."
Now, I'm sure part of it has to do with the fact that as she gets ever older (she's 17 now), some of my friend circles seem to be getting younger and that she swallows whole my abridged tales of my Hollywood exploits as if I was the audio version of US Weekly but it also has to do with her maturation. And I couldn't be happier.
We sat down at Mexicali and talked about the great things in her week -- auditioning for a role on a tv show, being mentored by a serious casting television show casting agency -- and the bad -- not being able to go take her driver's license exam, fighting with our parents over her crazed and rash desire to get emancipated so she could work as an adult. I listened and offered advice. We discussed politics (She has to read Chris Mathews' Hardball for AP Government this fall, I'm still slowly getting through Fanatics & Fools) and cracked jokes. We've hardly ever done that before.
Truthfully, we've both been raised as only children. I went away to college before she was in the first grade and spent every summer in DC, I lived at home for only 6 months after returning after school and then set about making my place in the world which, for many reasons, hasn't always meant I've been the most available brother and son. I've worried that we might be like my dad and his siblings, rarely interacting or seeing each other.
I didn't want that. I don't want that. Now I don't have to worry about that anymore. We trust and respect each other. We're friends. We're siblings. We're family.
Even though she's crazy, I'll claim her with pride.
Especially if you see her on TV soon playing the spunky bisexual girl on a corny series set on the islands.
The entourage starts with family first.
Get in line behind the brotha.
notes: I'm writing this instead of working on the website coordinator handbook I'm supposed to be writing...after going for over a year without having a computer at home (I work on one at work all day, what do I need one at home for? was the reasoning), I now have a G4 handmedown from work at home. This is so not good for my desire to be physically active...I haven't forgot about a new "For the ride home" post for time wastin'. Expect a post featuring hip hop and original samples you can sing along to sometime tomorrow. Either before or after I watch Spider-man 2 for the first time. On the IMAX.
Oh, and get real sexy tonight because I don't want to be delicious enough for all of us. But I will if I have to. Pleasebelieveit.
I know and understand that moment of realization. Unfortunately, I've never really bonded with any of my siblings. Either because I've always been a loner and took life too seriously as a kid and young adult. My youngest siblings are 12-18 years younger, so by the time they came of age, the distance between us was extremely wide.
Please enjoy this bond and keep working at it.
I am on the opposite end, my sister is 13 years older, I'm 19 and we're okay, it isnt the greatest but we make due. By the way, do you think Entourage is a horrible show?