My scary face

I had some fun with facial hair last week. Grew it all out, then shaved bits of it off throughout the week. This was the final triumphant flourish before it all came off again. I'm taking off the sideburns too, and going back to mini-LukePerry's.













This next one may be even scarier looking: My silly grin looking at the boidy on me shoulder.

Kickin' Bass!

After buying a new Sony head unit, I was thinking of adding or replacing a speaker or two in the Corolla, so I perused some of the reviews at Crutchfield.com. Here's a couple alarming reviews, courtesy of our misguided youth:

SORRY BAZOOKA
Written by ANTHONY, BROOKLYN N.Y. 11222
"I WANTED SOMETHING WITH A LITTLE KICK FOR MY 1994 BMW 325IS MY FRIEND GAVE ME THIS BAZOOKA HE BOUGHT FOR HIS CAR, OK I DID NOT EXSPECT SOUND LIKE MY MERCEDES 190E WITH THREE AMPS 12 SPEAKERS AND TWO 12" SUBS I WANTED TO KEEP THIS ONE SIMPLE BUT I HAVE TRIED AND TRIED TO CONTROL THE BAZOOKAS BASS I WANT IT TO BE FELT AND HEARD "CLEAR" INSTEAD IT WAS LIKE A SOUND YOU HEAR IN THE BACKGROUND AND YOUR NOT SURE IF IT IS YOU OR NOT? DO YOU UNDERSTAND LIKE A POLICE SIREN YOU LOOK AROUND AND IT IS YOUR RADIO? I HEARD A STRANGE AWFUL SOUND AND IT WAS ME? SORRY I HAVE REMOVED IT AND AM NOW GOING TO TRY THE INFINITY WILL RATE IT AFTER IT COMES "

Gee, Anthony, could it be you're experiencing the effects of hearing loss already at the tender age of 19? Why the flip does anyone need 12 speakers! We're trying to sleep here and you're driving down our real estate value!

Good bang for the buck
Written by Christopher, Chicago, IL
"I was looking to add some bass to round out the 12 other speakers I had running thru my Audi without going overboard or beyond my standard musical needs. I got many mixed reviews about bass tubes but..."

Standard musical needs? What the hell do you listen to that needs 12 speakers?

And what's up with 12? Is that the magic number in car audio?

How far we haven't come

Suz and I went to a rather nice restaurant in the clouds last night, thanks to a generous gift from a client. The waiter was careful to:
1. Initially address me first, not Suzy.
2. Ask Suzy what she wanted first (ladies first.)
3. Give me a menu with the prices listed, while my wife's menu was bare. (That way we men-folk can direct and approve the menu choices based on price if we so desire)

But the food was awesome, shredded duck and roasted yams on home-made raviolli in a fancy green sauce of some sort. Then choklit molten lava cake for desert, drowning in a choklit sauce, with little white hearts drawn in white chocolate. Yumm!

Rapture!

No, not the name of that Blondie song, silly goose.

I picked up one of those fundie-flyers in the parking lot today:


It has the usual drek inside. In this case the mark of the beast will be "a new world order featuring a complex and complicated system to administer and track the movement of people, equipment, goods and finances." Sounds like somebody is lifting liberally from their old Economics 101 textbook. But I thought this part was funny:

What To Do In Case You Miss The Rapture:
1. Stay calm and do not panic. (Insert scene from Chicken Run. AAAAHHHH!!!!)

2. Realize that you are now living in the Great Tribulation. (Are there lots of Tribles around?)

3. Pray like you have never prayed before in your life. Start by repenting for your sins. (I'll be at the gym exorcising)

4. Do not take the mark at any cost. (Sucks to be you if you live in Germany. Oh wait, they're Euro'd now)

5. Set a plan in motion for survival. (Eat the tribles!)

6. Trust no one. (Wow, that's a good Christian thing to say)

7 Watch for the Antichrist. (I thought it was Saddam Huissen, according to Weekly World News)

8. Don't give up hope! (We're screwed! AAAAHHH!!!!)

ps Lo! The mark of the beast!:

I think the stress is showing...

I snapped this picture before we started our commute this morning.

I've been pressuring Chris and Rich to leave on time lately (haha), so sometimes Chris doesn't have time to take care of the grooming of his various hair projects...