To answer any questions that may arise over the next week:
I'm growing a beard for Halloween.
I need it for my costume.
No, my costume isn't Guy with Crappy Beard or Creepy 14 Year Old Experimenting with Facial Hair. It's a secret!
Okay, that's that. If you want a good costume, you must sacrifice. Sometimes, you sacrifice some money. Other times, you sacrifice time. In my case, I'm sacrificing my face. If you've seen the looks I get in the Design Pattern section of Barnes and Noble, you'll realize this is a huge, huge forfeiture. Mark my words: it will be worth it.
In other Halloween news, before the party at my house on Saturday, we'll be playing an authentic game of Blueball, everyone's favorite imaginary sport, here in Austin. It'll be at 4 PM. If you want to play OR shower the players with mad endorsement money, email the vice commodore for interleague affairs. (Note: offer does not apply to people in good shape. You bastards can go play a real sport.)
What else do I have to say? If you find yourself near Matt Leinart in the near future, punch him in the face and ask him how he wasn't able to throw a single touchdown against the Raiders (make sure to punch first, he'll probably expect it after the question). If you like music, hit up Pandora.
Posted by Cody at October 23, 2006 8:16 PM