Oh Bear, oh RowBear

At morning meeting today T and I decided that RowBear will hence forth be called CareBear.

See what we're talking about?

In sadder news, I need to report on the great crash of 2010.  While transferring some files from my camera to the computer something got bunged up and not only did the files not transfer but they were deleted from the camera.  I mostly lost the Harvest Beard dailies.  

It's been tough to get any work done today with all the tears and mourning.   Also, T and I are particularly sleep deprived and running on fumes.  

We have definitely brought our B games to work.

We barely managed to squeeze out some barrel inoculations, nutrient additions and data entry.  T checked the fermentations we started the past few days, did some punch downs, filled out his time sheet. Blah, blah.

Beard Update:

Grand (cellar) Master J shaved his face, and is therefore out of the Harvest Beard Championship.  The rules are no shaving for as long as you can stand it.  And the prize is yet to be determined (but it will be awesome, promise).  But the boys are dropping like flies (despite all the beard motivation I've been pushing - see 9/17 post).  

Only 2 warriors are left, C. Bear and T.  

My money was on T, until he said his money was on C. Bear.  Ultimately though, it will come down to their significant others.  So really, this should be a Harvest Beard Patience Championship for their ladies.

Ok, new contest.  

Prize: yet to be determined (but it will be more awesome than the Harvest Beard Championship prize, promise).

Today's Tunes: Interpol jam sesh.

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-L