Sour-Grape Sunday

1. I'm over here today. And I won't go so far as to say I see coriolations, but I would like to point out that I corio-could.

2. I'm not watching the Pro-Bowl. I just can't. I'm planning to hide out in the kitchen and suck on sour grapes with Tom & Randy.

3. Still beardy! (Johnny's the little one):

The big one is John B. -- the Outie of recent crab-dinner and cabinet-hanging fame. I asked if I could take their picture together because I realized they have the exact same beard.

See, John B. does like Johnny: grows in winter, shaves in spring -- though he's not married to the first Sunday after the first full moon after the vernal equinox like Johnny is. So, since they started growing at around the same time, and since they are the same age and the same coloring (although slightly different sizes), their beards are very much alike.

"Our beards are very much alike," John B. boomed. "Except for the fact that mine is so much better!"


Some of you who are paying very close attention may notice that Johnny has shaved his neck.* This, after much discussion, we decided was allowed. He always shaves his neck in the winter anyway, he just hadn't gotten around to doing it quite yet. So we decided that he could do it now and still consider himself "unshaven" for the purposes of our little pool.

But he asked me yesterday if I thought he could go partial -- like goatee or Van Dyke or something -- and I told him NO!

So I think the day is coming, very soon...


*Oh, and P.S. If you're paying that close attention, you really need to get a life. Before you know it, you'll be copying booger-pictures off of other people's blogs.