Farewell, oh beard

Farewell, oh beard farewell... Alas, on a hallowed Saturday night the beard was carefully removed with such precision that the dust bunnies in the room stood on end to watch. Yes, it was time. We paused at several intervals along the way, in short romantic thought of what a beard of that stature may have been. Here are the pics. Oh, and we removed enough hair from my face and head (I got a haircut too) that it filled a good sized trash bag! Wow, I did not know my beard was quite as much as it was!

Hydrogoblaphone

So I have long heard stories of Brad's grandfather that played some strange musical instruments including the conch, the garden hose and the hydrogoblaphone. This Christmas I actually got to see the real Hydrogoblaphone when we went to go visit Brad's Uncle Gary. With Brad and cousin Micha's enthusiasm to bring it up from the basement and set it up we, I was able to see the real deal. Once filled with water to the set markings we each took a try at ringing the glasses. By the end of the night we could play a couple of Christmas tunes so that they were recognizable. It was really just fun to see this thing in person. I took lots of pictures becasue I thought it was so cool to finally see, and it was a good thing that I did because there was a little accident when the hydro globaphone was emptied of it's water, only half of it survived. So here are a couple pictures of us playing with it and then some of us with Brad's cousins.