It Started Out as Innocent Fun...




And Ended Up in Bloodshed...




OK, you can't really tell from the picture, but that my friends, is a lacerated chin. It resulted in an unspecified number of stitches, three hours in the ER, and a substantial medical bill. By the time it's all said and done, I will have the $1,000 chin to go with my $1,000,000 good looks.

The greatest tragedy here folks, is that I was definitely safe at home. I slid in right under that tag. Both catcher and runner tumbled to the ground. The ump was in no position to make the call. As it turned out, we lost by one measily run. Watch out Rhythm and Brewes, we will have our revenge...

So I've decided that this gives new meaning to the legend that is Brad's Beard. The immortal question of whether or not I will ever be able to grow a beard apart from some miracle of medical science seems to have been answered last night. In the words of Dr. Karl Hatten, Jr., "You used to grow hair here. You won't anymore." Little did he know, I never grew hair there. Ha!!!! Jokes on you Hatten!!

For a long time I felt
Without style or grace
Wearing shoes with no socks
In cold weather

- Talking Heads