Michael's Texas Embrace

Murf said we were making 90 second long beard songs. So I damn well did. My beard is not made of bees, but I can imagine how it would be, you know? Powerful and frightening. And lonely in the way the greatest of rulers feel alone. Alone in the steamy, sensuous bath of power.

Beard of Bees (version 2)
Beard of Bees (version 3)

There are two versions here, you see. Version one had some nice keyboard parts, but it was a little messed up, so I did it again, and added drums and distorted guitars. But I thought I had destroyed it, so I made a slower, quieter one. Then I fixed the second version and couldn't decide which one was better. I'm still not sure, but maybe someone else will have an opinion.

My Beard is a little over four weeks old. The mustache has more blond and red hair in it than the rest, so it looks like there's less hair...until I dye it all black with orange stripes.

This is the Dusk Spider. Its web was about 8 feet wide. It was at a height of roughly five and a half feet. And it was right across the trail. It obviously planned to get on someone's face in the night. I would say it had about a four inch leg span. Maybe four and a half. It was pretty freaky.

2008...

Is the year of allergies.

:(