Ok, I’ve done normal hair and full beard. I’ve done the whole head cut to 1/4″. I’ve done the shaved head and goatee. And when it started getting cold down here, I started growing everything out again.

But now I look like an aging, demented tropical bird, as portions of my hair choose to stand up, and portions take a more relaxed approach to life. So next up: the Shel Silverstein look. We’ll see how it flies.

This morning, I was looking through Carvin’s Online Catalog to pick out some audio gear for the new church, while Liam was leaning over my shoulder watching what I was doing.

“Holy Mackeral!” I exclaimed, upon seeing a particularly powerful system. Liam, figuring I must be talking about what was on screen, started pointing to some of the other speaker stacks. “More Mackeral!” he exclaimed gleefully. “More Mackeral!”

“No, Liam,” I explained. “Those aren’t mackeral. They’re speakers.” But he wouldn’t be dissuaded, and continues to insist that speakers are called “Mackeral.” Funny boy.

So, it’s January 4, the dead of winter, and where are my psychotic kids? In the swimming pool, of course. Yes, it’s 70 degrees here, and yes, it’s sunny and beautiful, but still…