i was talking to my new friend lauren, who also happens to be pretty f-ing awesome. i had gone off on some gchat tangent about how much i loved my beard.  she commented “yeah, i couldn’t help but notice that you are a really big fan of your beard.” since this was the first time my beardedness had come up in conversation, she explained that it was made abundantly clear on my blog.  and i realized, “wow.. i talk about my beard quite a lot on this blog.” is that a bad thing?  who knows.  but, hey.. there’s a good reason. i decided to draw lauren a chart to help illustrate my point. you see, from 1980 (my birth) until approximately 2002 (my final beardless year), i just simply wasn’t able to grow a full beard.  i didn’t exactly try, but it’s common knowledge that most people can’t grow beards until after they are no longer children or teenagers.  just creepy mustaches. however, when you get to 2003, marked on the chart above as “beard growth”, you can see a clear point of igntion, where my life went from a low level of awesomeness to a continued upward awesomeness trajectory. now, it’s entirely possible that this is a coincidence, but let’s look at the facts: 1)  my beard is awesome, so that could potentially contribute to overall life awesomeness 2) i have kissed more girls with my beard than without, and everyone knows that making out is AWESOME 3) i look like an idiot without a beard so, i think the facts speak for themselves. now, let me be clear.  my beard is not particularly awesome.  it’s just a run-of-the-mill everyday beard.  there are dudes with beards that are 1000 times awesomer than mine.  but my beard doesn’t have to be gigantic or crazy to be awesome, it just has to be a beard.  that’s good enough for me. so thanks, beard.  thanks for the awesomeness.  thanks for the good times.

i was talking to my new friend lauren, who also happens to be pretty f-ing awesome.

i had gone off on some gchat tangent about how much i loved my beard.  she commented “yeah, i couldn’t help but notice that you are a really big fan of your beard.”

since this was the first time my beardedness had come up in conversation, she explained that it was made abundantly clear on my blog.  and i realized, “wow.. i talk about my beard quite a lot on this blog.”

is that a bad thing?  who knows.  but, hey.. there’s a good reason.

i decided to draw lauren a chart to help illustrate my point.

you see, from 1980 (my birth) until approximately 2002 (my final beardless year), i just simply wasn’t able to grow a full beard.  i didn’t exactly try, but it’s common knowledge that most people can’t grow beards until after they are no longer children or teenagers.  just creepy mustaches.

however, when you get to 2003, marked on the chart above as “beard growth”, you can see a clear point of igntion, where my life went from a low level of awesomeness to a continued upward awesomeness trajectory.

now, it’s entirely possible that this is a coincidence, but let’s look at the facts:

1)  my beard is awesome, so that could potentially contribute to overall life awesomeness

2) i have kissed more girls with my beard than without, and everyone knows that making out is AWESOME

3) i look like an idiot without a beard

so, i think the facts speak for themselves.

now, let me be clear.  my beard is not particularly awesome.  it’s just a run-of-the-mill everyday beard.  there are dudes with beards that are 1000 times awesomer than mine.  but my beard doesn’t have to be gigantic or crazy to be awesome, it just has to be a beard.  that’s good enough for me.

so thanks, beard.  thanks for the awesomeness.  thanks for the good times.