Musings of a Playoff Beard

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Here is the photo from yesterday.  I don’t wanna talk about the loss.  I yelled fuck a lot we’ll leave it at that.  I’ll post today’s photo later.

Here is the photo from yesterday.  I don’t wanna talk about the loss.  I yelled fuck a lot we’ll leave it at that.  I’ll post today’s photo later.

Caps Lost, Devils Play Tonight, Beard Progress to Come Later

Caps lost last night. Watching some of the locker room interviews was disheartening.  I think Holtby looked pretty down about it.  I hope the Devils have better luck tonight.  I’ll be listening on the radio since I can’t actually watch. I still think the Caps can bounce back but at the end of the day all I really want to see is a Devils’ cup. 

Reading Fire & Ice today must have gotten my sister a little worried.  Parise still hasn’t been signed past this season.  Theories that his post-season performance will affect his future with the team have me a little concerned—I’d hate to see him go.  My sister would hate it even more. 

I think with the reality of Brodeur’s career being closer to the end than to the beginning, Parise going might, for lack of a less melodramatic term, disillusion her.  They’ll come though though.  I know this will all come together. 

On a side note I have tons of homework to do and I had the strangest conversation with a professor the other day.  I told him I was thinking of giving up fiction and trying non-fiction and he seemed almost disappointed.  He all of a sudden became complimentary.  I have just been a little discouraged by the success of people around me.  People told Nick Drake he was amazing—they told him he was brilliant—but he could clearly see no one wanted to hear him, no one—besides his friends and family—recognized him.  I hear over and over that I’m talented, but only from people I know.  It doesn’t really sink in as much as it should.  This has gotten abstract and sad though.  My point is, I’m going to keep doing what I do. 

The songs are coming along really well and I have new ideas for new stories, essays, and other shit.  I think I’m doing well without encouragement. 

This has gotten away from me—sorry for the digression I’ve been reading this book called Tristram Shandy and its basically all digressions.  Its an interesting book though, but I need to wrap this up, I know a girl who gets scared of long tumblr posts. The beard photo will come later today. 

So this is my actually post for today.  Caps-Bruins today plus a few others, but this game is close to home here in College Park.  Plus my dad is a Caps fan. I saw a Kolzig jersey on campus today.  Reminds me of when I was little and I sent a text off to my dad.  I didn’t really know what to say so I just said said, “saw a Kolzig jersey on campus today.” He said, “you know I admire you a lot.” I think the thing Kolzig reminds me of the most is when Caps seats in the nosebleeds were cheap.  We went to a lot of games from what I remember.  Those were really some special family outings.  Don’t get me wrong, Brodeur is my favorite goalie, but seeing the jersey today made me think of being a kid.   Today and yesterday have been centered around catching up on work and half-assing a lesson plan today in class.  I think I’ll end it there because I have things to do.  Go Caps—that one’s for my dad.

So this is my actually post for today.  Caps-Bruins today plus a few others, but this game is close to home here in College Park.  Plus my dad is a Caps fan. I saw a Kolzig jersey on campus today.  Reminds me of when I was little and I sent a text off to my dad. 

I didn’t really know what to say so I just said said, “saw a Kolzig jersey on campus today.”

He said, “you know I admire you a lot.”

I think the thing Kolzig reminds me of the most is when Caps seats in the nosebleeds were cheap.  We went to a lot of games from what I remember.  Those were really some special family outings.  Don’t get me wrong, Brodeur is my favorite goalie, but seeing the jersey today made me think of being a kid.  

Today and yesterday have been centered around catching up on work and half-assing a lesson plan today in class.  I think I’ll end it there because I have things to do.  Go Caps—that one’s for my dad.

Just the picture from yesterday.  My beard .gif won’t make any sense because I keep changing shirts and lighting.  Still doing it.

Just the picture from yesterday.  My beard .gif won’t make any sense because I keep changing shirts and lighting.  Still doing it.

Day 2 Today the Devils are working out off the ice, and according to Fire & Ice, the fantastic Devils blog, Clarkson and Volchenkov will be ready to go for the first game.  I’m still pretty excited about this but I know that excitement will very quickly turn to neurosis and anguish because that’s what the Cup is all about in my house.  Though I’m lucky.  Since I’m at school I don’t have to experience the terrible headache of watching playoff hockey on TV.  Watching with my sister is even worse.  I mean I like the Devils but she loves them.  She goes into such huge panics it messes with her bodily functions.  The Bruins fan in my dorm is pumped but I hope we don’t end up playing them.  It could get really awkward.  My dad is hopeful for the post-season Caps, but again I’d like to avoid playing them.  Moving to the section about life and junk: I picked up this book calledOn the Fourfold Root of the Principle of Sufficient Reasonand I’m only a few pages into the introduction and I’m confused.  Seems like it’ll get either much clearer or much more confusing.  Essentially I’m reading about the notion that everything happens for a reason, but explained in a complex way.  The book is also supposed to talk about perception as being an act of understanding rather than sensation.  I’m intrigued but I think I might have to set the book down to focus on classwork.  Me and Alex are still working on songs.  Our boy Justin might be joining up as a keyboardist and I might be switching from drums to rhythm guitar and vocals.  That leaves us with an opening for a drummer, which puts us, as always, one member short of a full band.  We’ll press on though, our list of almost finished songs now include “The Triumphant Return”, “Jack, Katz, and Laying on the Floor”, and “I Guess I Got it Wrong”.  That’s progress for us. 

Day 2

Today the Devils are working out off the ice, and according to Fire & Ice, the fantastic Devils blog, Clarkson and Volchenkov will be ready to go for the first game.  I’m still pretty excited about this but I know that excitement will very quickly turn to neurosis and anguish because that’s what the Cup is all about in my house.  Though I’m lucky.  Since I’m at school I don’t have to experience the terrible headache of watching playoff hockey on TV.  Watching with my sister is even worse.  I mean I like the Devils but she loves them.  She goes into such huge panics it messes with her bodily functions. 

The Bruins fan in my dorm is pumped but I hope we don’t end up playing them.  It could get really awkward.  My dad is hopeful for the post-season Caps, but again I’d like to avoid playing them. 

Moving to the section about life and junk:

I picked up this book calledOn the Fourfold Root of the Principle of Sufficient Reasonand I’m only a few pages into the introduction and I’m confused.  Seems like it’ll get either much clearer or much more confusing.  Essentially I’m reading about the notion that everything happens for a reason, but explained in a complex way.  The book is also supposed to talk about perception as being an act of understanding rather than sensation.  I’m intrigued but I think I might have to set the book down to focus on classwork. 

Me and Alex are still working on songs.  Our boy Justin might be joining up as a keyboardist and I might be switching from drums to rhythm guitar and vocals.  That leaves us with an opening for a drummer, which puts us, as always, one member short of a full band.  We’ll press on though, our list of almost finished songs now include “The Triumphant Return”, “Jack, Katz, and Laying on the Floor”, and “I Guess I Got it Wrong”.  That’s progress for us. 

This is day one of beard growing.  The Devils are playing the Panthers and I’m pretty excited for the series.  I think we can make it through the first round.  The second round is what really scares me.  I remember in high school there was the Caps-Rangers series that one year.  I had this teacher Mr. Leff.  He was this old math teacher - Rangers fan - and when i started complaining about the Devils game he got all pissy and started snapping about how the Rangers out played the Caps and still lost.  I’m trying to say I’d like to see a Caps rangers series.  That might just be because there is a bruins an in my dorm and I wouldn’t want to chance dealing with that with finals coming up.  A side note: I am super behind on my work and struggling to catch back up, but the bright side is I feel good.  Today I’ll be spending a lot of time at the library, reading, writing, and studying.  I made a whole bunch of coffee and Alex - best friend and guitarist - brought me lobster mac’n’cheese.  Fun fact, we want to write as song called “We’re Awkward: Fuck You”  and I think we might do it.  I think that about wraps up Beard Post number 1.  Some days I’ll talk, some days I’ll just post a progress picture.  Read on the days where its just a picture! Here’s a link to the first round match ups: http://www.nhl.com/ice/stanleycup.htm

This is day one of beard growing.  The Devils are playing the Panthers and I’m pretty excited for the series.  I think we can make it through the first round.  The second round is what really scares me. 

I remember in high school there was the Caps-Rangers series that one year.  I had this teacher Mr. Leff.  He was this old math teacher - Rangers fan - and when i started complaining about the Devils game he got all pissy and started snapping about how the Rangers out played the Caps and still lost.  I’m trying to say I’d like to see a Caps rangers series.  That might just be because there is a bruins an in my dorm and I wouldn’t want to chance dealing with that with finals coming up. 

A side note:

I am super behind on my work and struggling to catch back up, but the bright side is I feel good.  Today I’ll be spending a lot of time at the library, reading, writing, and studying.  I made a whole bunch of coffee and Alex - best friend and guitarist - brought me lobster mac’n’cheese.  Fun fact, we want to write as song called “We’re Awkward: Fuck You”  and I think we might do it. 

I think that about wraps up Beard Post number 1.  Some days I’ll talk, some days I’ll just post a progress picture.  Read on the days where its just a picture!

Here’s a link to the first round match ups: http://www.nhl.com/ice/stanleycup.htm

Tomorrow

Tomorrow is the last day of the regular season.  I will be shaving on Sunday and taking the start photo.  I’m looking forward to the start of playoff hockey.  The stress eating and neurosis should be toned down because I can’t actually watch the games.  It’ll just be me refreshing the Devil’s page and yelling if something changes.

In other news:

I have no clue how in holy hell I am going to catch up with my school work and I am so tired of working at 3 am.  I shouldn’t have volunteered for that shift though.  I also have gotten the idea that no one is reading.  Trying to record the events off my week is primarily for my own memory so I won’t do it here.  Everybody stay positive. 

Playoff Beard

I’ve decided that I’ll use my tumblr to document my playoff beard, and my feelings about the NHL Stanley Cup playoffs in general.  Such a task is best left to my sister…but seeing as how no one even knows I have a tumblr It doesn’t really matter very much how stupid I look. 

So to begin:

The devils clinched for this season and after last year’s epic run for the playoffs, its nice to actually be in them.  With a lot of work I think they’ve got a shot.  We can handle the Panthers so I hope we stay in sixth. 

Moving on:

Life is good and after seeing Andrew W. K. I feel more positive than ever.  I hope I’ll have some songs ready soon so I can demo them for my buddy Alex.  He’ll take them and twist them around to something usable.