If I was a superhero, I think my superpower would be "Growing a Beard". I'd rather have "shooting lasers from my eyes" or "x-ray vision" or "neutralizing Richard Simmons", but alas, I get beardy.

I haven't shaved for over a week now, and I look kinda like this:



And I looked like this just last week!



Growing the suspenders was the hardest part.

I have to say that this NaBloPoMoFo thing is making me just a teensy bit competitive. I mean, all of these great writers are sitting around, posting EVERY GODDAMN DAY, and here I sit with my nose in a bushel of photos with "communication with the outside world" just about the farthest thing from my mind.

So while I don't have tons to say, I will give a few brief updates.

- I have not recently spontaneously combusted.

- My entire body (except the toenails) has NOT been consumed by giant slugs.

I've been making breakfast a lot lately. Dinner, too, but I enjoy breakfast more for some reason. This morning was eggs scrambled with grated colby jack cheese, toasted francesci rolls with real butter, and a cup of creamy organic tomato soup. The soup was REALLY good. I tossed in some rosemary, oregano and nutmeg, let the whole thing simmer for about ten minutes, strained the herbs out, and poured into bowls. SO GOOD. And so easy to make!