Recently, he documented his goatee growth.
You'd think with all the fatherly duties and film purchasing and photo downloading and beer brewing (ad nauseum) the dude has going on, there wouldn't be time to recount the history of his facial hair. But, he did.
Go figure. To each his own.
Boredom can come in many forms - mine is illustrated below .....
"Yeah ... black and white probably woulda been better ..."
"Hold them lips tight, you can almost make out an effort ..."
"Extra goofy? Hey ... I got that look down pat!"
"Maybe this wasn't such a good idea afterall ..."
"Grrrrrr! Urrrrrr! Grrrrrr! Where're me Lucky Charms ... ?!?"
"All I gotta say is: I'm bringin' sexy back ..."
"And what can brown do for you today, my good sir?"
"Just a tad more practice
and I'll have this 'deer caught in headlights' look nailed flat ..."
"Hair? Spiked. Tie? Knotted. Game face? On.
Bring those four hours of management meetings, baby ..."
"Hmmmmm ... I wonder:
How many days can I get away with wearin' this gray shirt
a'fore anyone notices?"
"With goofy look ............ or without this morning?
That is the question ..."
"Mom's makin' me wear orange again.
She knows I'm not a 'summer' ..."
"There are days the camera works with me
... and there are days it doesn't ..."
"... word to the 'A' ..."
"And then, the guy with the hook says to the aardvark ..."
As a matter of fact, I did just passed the Grey Poupon ..."
"If I could just frame my face
in facial hair from the eyebrows down.
Wow ... that'd be stylin' ..."
"And they say only gangstas and catchers
wear their hats backward.
I pull it off just fine ..."