self-deprecation

i had to pull these out of the vault. i may regret it later.

in the winter, i decided it would be a great idea to stop shaving (mostly) and stop cutting my hair (mostly). after 30 days of no shaving (i know, i thought i would have more facial hair) i decided to shave off my stuff. also, i couldn't stop touching my face and licking the corner of my lips. facial hair feels really...interesting.

having never grown my facial fuzz that much, i figured it was worth documenting the occasion. check me out ladies.

the product of 30 days of no goatee shaving.



the handlebar mustache. i almost bought a harley in this moment. look closely. you may see the hair.



the regular mustache. i thought about standing near a playground full of kids to see how long it would be before the dirty man mustache got me arrested. i opted not to try.



mustache and goatee all gone. one day i'll be able to grow a real fine goatee. watch out!

more fair pics

1 year of blogging

it's official. i've been blogging for over a year now. let's celebrate with some pictures from the fair the other night.

proud parents



the spinner mathingy was getting more traffic than the ferris wheel.



i never knew you could cross breed a horse and a donkey. i just thought a mule was another name for a donkey. the dictionary says mules are typically "beasts of burden" because they're sterile and aren't good for much.



someone dropped their bear and now it's all shredded up and gutted. it reminded me of coury's niece losing her nap bear somewhere on the way to florida.

nap bear, where ever you are, i hope you don't look like this.

skunk eye