September 4 -- Day 21 -- The Joy of the Beard

This past week, many of my friends sent me funny stuff.  I thought that I'd share them with you.

My good friend Randi sent me this:

Mr. Connery is one of my favorite actors -- I've always enjoyed watching him, but to me, he was a much better badass with facial hair and no toupee then he ever was as 007.  Even when he had the toupee -- such as when he played Captain Ramius in The Hunt for Red October, he was much more effective with the facial hair then if he were the James Bond clean-shaven look.

Another camp friend, Emma, was concerned that I'm missing my beard and sent this to me:

This is from the Snorgtees Beardheads .  Another of my friends, Ingebjorg, sent the links to me earlier this summer.  If my beard wasn't on its way back, I'd think of getting one of these highly fashionable pieces of apparel.

I look good in yellow.

But, the best came from my friend Len.  Len and I were in almost the same circle in college -- and I know we were at quite a few of the same parties.  He's married to a friend of mine from camp, the undeniable Miss Thea, and he found this by doing a search for bearded motherf*#$er:

This is a special forces warrior from the early days of the Afghanistan campaign.  One hard-charging, get-some young man. 

If I ever decide to become a mercenary, and I lose about another 50 pounds, I'll look like this again.

At Day 21, though, I'm starting to see the beard again well.  It's starting to fill in, and I could keep it this length, but I'm definitely going to let it go a bit longer.

I am, if I say so myself, looking good.