9 weeks

Were my beard a pregnant dog, today it would be giving birth to a new puppy. Much like a puppy my beard is unruly, playful, wild, and growing quickly. Where is this going? I have no idea. No where good to be sure.

Anyway, it doesn't look like this all the time. Only when I want to scare small children do I comb it up like that. Not really. Truly though it did scare a young girl on our little vacation this week. Imagine sliding down a long waterslide only to turn the last blind corner and be met by a bearded freak of nature. I was certain Brady was going to be coming down instead of her, and she was certain there was nothing but blue water and happy memories at the bottom of the slide. Yikes. I hope her therapy bill is a small one.

Thanks for the donations everybody. Nick should be out of the hospital in a few days. Hopefully he won't have any more complications before his next round of chemo. Then we can get back to fierce videogamery.