First Annual Cakon Day

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CAKON

I want to party with that guy

In case you can not tell that young man is pouring beer into his prosthetic leg.

MAN DAY

In association with the FTFT Man Day was a complete success. Highlights include:
1. Beer
2. A pistol (yes its real)
3. Grilling
4. Leonard's chest hair

Thank you.

Uncle Tom's Knowledge

"Man must build, Denis. Build, compete, and take down broads. That's about it. I trust [Ayn] Rand would agree."

Man Day

As many of you have probably heard by now, our photography guru, Dietsch, is getting hitched. As in soon-to-be-married-for-the-rest-of-his-life hitched.

To "celebrate" his informed decision, the Kevin Dietsch Farewell to Freedom Tour has officially commenced. Shirts will be made. Beers will be drank. Girls will be bothered. Et cetera. Et cetera...

A critical component of Kevin's FTFT is the weekly -- assuming schedules align -- Man Day. Man Day, in the simplest sense, is a day of all things Man. Typical activities include:
1. Golfing
2. Fishing
3. Beering
4. Grilling
5. Regurgitating

In effect, Man Day is a bachelor party limited in scope -- a Gary Coleman, of sorts.

And so, tomorrow marks another marvelous Day O' Man. There is already extensive talk of -- and I quote the Bachelor himself -- "drinking away this [work] week." We -- Man Day always requires a coalition of the willing -- also plan to construct a beer pong table, grill at least three types of meat, play a heated round of bocce, and, finally, prove to ourselves (once again) that we cannot drink like we could in college.

Hooray for Man!

Bull Run

I ran the Bull Run 50-Miler on Saturday. I finished in 9:09 -- 35th overall. My target time was 8:30, but that will have to wait until next time, I suppose.

In the mean time, how about a sweet heel click at mile 10:

The Power of Beard

I've heard it said by many a wise men that the beard makes the man. I never thought too much of it, quite frankly, until just this afternoon. While walking to the restroom at work, a fellow coworker stopped me and said, "Denis, by golly, your beard makes you the epitome of Man."

Obviously intrigued, I decided to walk through some pictures on my computer and see if, in fact, my beard increased my already dangerous levels of Man. Here are my findings:

This picture, taken last week, shows me with a stately beard. Note things commonly attracted to beards -- beers, brawds, bonfires.

This picture, taken a month ago, shows me without a beard. Although I'm still a specimen, things have undoubtedly changed.