Well, I'm about four and a half months into this beard, the split-ends are minimal and length is coming along. And today I noticed my first "I don't know if you're allowed to be in my store because I think you're homeless" look. These looks are always good for a laugh or two. The only next reasonable goal is the all too honest little kids stopping and staring because their dad doesn't have all that hair on his face.
Nine days late, here it is; my fourth beard update. Apparently with the changing of weather and seasons, my beard had a growth spurt in the last two weeks. I hadn't noticed until I just took this picture, but it looks a lot longer than it did in the last post. Weird. For you close beard followers, you can take note that I trimmed my mustache, so I am back in the game of eating pizza with out a fork, slightly messy burritos, and hot dogs with less fear of "saving some for later" in my mustache. I've enjoyed seeing all of the "beards" for the last two weeks for Novembeard or No Shave November, or "I think I can fit beard or mustache into this month's name, I'm going to unsuccessfully try to not shave for the whole month". For those of you who haven't shaved, I'm proud of you, for those of you who have, (namely the two freshman who sit behind me in math class) grow up. It's only been 14 days. I don't have a lot more to say about my beard. It's not to the point where I have young children staring at me and asking their parents "Mommy, why does that man's face look like that." It also hasn't got to a point that I like to call "watching people people watch me." It's all a matter of time. That's all I have for this week. Maybe, I'll actually update next week's on time for the first time since I started. With that, I'll leave you with my weekly conversation with my beard.
Me: Beardy, I really like you a lot more when it's cold outside. Beard: Well that's good, because I really like you a lot more when I'm not always wet from you being sweaty all the time.
Michael: i hate you Justin: you dont Justin: you cant, you wont Michael: what are you nsync? Justin: yes....yes michael...im nsync Justin: cry me a river - justin timberlake Michael: eat a dick - JC Chavez Justin: did he really say that? Michael: shut up justin
Sorry to the four of you that called me out this last week about not doing a beard update last week. I half forgot and half just didn't want to. With that being said, here is two weeks worth of growth.
Over the last two weeks there has been mostly just one conversation my beard and I keep having:
Beard: Wes, I really don't like when you watch playoff baseball or Paranormal Activity. You pull on me and accidentally pull out parts of me. Please watch only happy non-stressful things on t.v. Thanks.
Me: (No response)
Friday, October 16, 2009
Note that today is Friday, one day after my slightly ambitious goal of Thursday-ly updates regarding what my face looks like. With that being said, I think we can both get past it and move on. My beard and I had a few interesting conversations this week. Most of them looking a little bit like this:
Wes: Beardy, please grow faster. Beard: Wessy, please wash me more. Wes: No deal.
On a not-so-side-but-actually-beard-related-note, it looks like my mustache is in dire need to a trimming. Don't get me wrong, my mouth loves have side mustache hairs making there way in while I'm trying to eat a bagel, but something inside of me tells me that it just needs a slight trim. After re-reading that picture I just painted, I'm grossed out and done with beard-talk for this week.
So today Keith Savage and I went to an indoor rock climbing gym in Arcadia called The Arc. I had never done this before, but it is addicting. Ever since we got back I can't get it off my mind. It is very therapeutic. I suggest everyone that reads this go immediately!!! We are going to start going every Sunday morning if you want to join.
So I am sure that you have already heard, but I am engaged to Rachael. It is very exciting stuff. I have been working so hard to do this and it has finally paid off. Here is how it went:
I was just sitting in the garage with Taylor and Tim and I was asking for their advice; "Should I just do this shit right now?"
Tim said that I should so I brought Taylor along for the ride so that he could take pictures (the fucking camera died). He also had to pause the second Dodger playoff game so I thank him very much for being a good friend. We drove over their and I felt nauseous and dizzy.
I busted through the door and all of her little Cottage roommates were in the living room and caught on fast and followed my lead.
I walked right up to her bed, where she was lying, and got down on one knee. I asked, "Will you marry me?"
In her facial mask and "comfs" she said "YES YES YES!"
Taylor hurried home to watch the Dodgers win in the 9th.
Hey folks! As the Los Angeles Laker (pre)season begins I will be following the team in a very personal and intense way. While I will not be paid to follow the team, it is my joy to be able to represent them on this blog. That being said, without further ado... Game 1.
The blue balls are over (no reference to the Magic), and after 114 days of not seeing the your Lakers play, unless you watched countless re-runs of the Finals on NBAtv, then this was your first opportunity for Laker basketball. I personally couldn't have been more excited to see the old faces and new friends on the Laker squad. I was surrounded by baseball playoffs (eh?) and this game couldn't have come at a better time. So I sat in the living room with coffee, Bailey's and a room full of friends who we're eager to watch...the Dodger game at the bar :) So there I was yelling things at the T.V. during a pre-season game and realizing my perspective was way out of line.
The game was great. It was hard to tell if the Warriors were that bad or the Lakers played well but regardless they led comfortably for the whole game. Ron-Ron, the biggest off-season acquisition, played phenomenally, nearly recorded a triple-double in his debut, with 12 points, 9 boards, and 7 dimes, in 23 minutes. Kobe was Kobe, scoring from everywhere on the floor dropping 22 and 9 in 26 minutes, nearly effortlessly. Gasol did his thing (5-9 from the field) after a very busy summer abroad, leading the Spanish team to a European Championship, and having finger surgery. Perhaps the biggest story of the game was the affect the Bynusaur had down low, extincting every Warrior player in the paint. He scored 24 points in 31 minutes. I would like to see him rebound more, but there isn't a lot to go around when you have two other seven footers and an active Kobe and Artest. Personally my favorite part of the game was seeing Vujacic with his new haircut (Jason circa Laguna Beach season 2) make his first three shots. He actually took a step inside the three-point line to shoot! WOW! Great game. I'd like to see better defense but it's pre-season and it'll come around. Plus if I didn't have anything to bitch about then I wouldn't be a real fan.
Play of the Game: Shannon Brown throwing it down (like Weezy on a track) over Miki Moore.
Zen Master Quote of the Day: "If you meet the Buddha in the lane, feed him the ball."
That does it for game 1. Be well.
-Cobra Blanca
I'll be doing a weekly beard post that I'll take the liberty of entitling "Wes' weekly beard update". Ideally I'm going to try to post every Thursday, and together we can document the growth of my beard on a Thursday to Thursday basis.
The highly anticipated, highly talked about, highly put off Bungalow blog has finally begun. Let's see how long this lasts until we get bored and give up.
