Turning 21, time to be a man.

My latest and greatest...

http://retrorazor.com/
Yeah, I bought a safety razor, some mug soap, one of those brushes, and a styptic pencil online. Once it arrived I went to the shop on post and bought a mug and I was set.
My first attempt at shaving like a man was pretty spotty, I mean I knew that was coming, all I got to shave off was my five o'clock shadow and whatever my old electric razor didn't get this morning. I guess I still haven't got the hang of shaving because my neck and my chin still feel really rough. However, I did get to use the styptic pencil, I could feel manliness in that sting.

There were more red dots than I thought. As you can see in this picture.

You know in home alone when he slaps on the aftershave and screams. It's based off of fact. That stuff stung worse than that pencil thing.

However, the pain paid off, now my face has a pleasant aroma. I'm confident that taking the extra five minutes each morning to perform this ritual of manhood will somehow please the manhood Gods. Up there wearing plaid, cutting down trees, killing mountain lions with their bare hands, fighting ninjas, and riding across the deserts, shooting stuff. Yeah, I know they're proud of what I did today.
Clarification.

-Owen "I'm changing my name to Paul in honor of becoming a man" Morrill

My First Day in the Big House

Pentagon

duh...

Yeah so I went to the Pentagon. I ate lunch right there in the middle, they've got this little place with just about anything you could want to eat or drink. Since I was hungry but I was thirsty... I must've drank at least sixteen mountain dews.

Heh. Sweet.

Dashboard good, rock band bad.

DASHBOARD SHOW

That's right, I broke my two year long crappy record of not seeing Dashboard. Last time I went was with Steve and Meg and Meg drank her code red too fast and got sick. Plus the awesomeness of Dashboard playing live almost blew her mind. But we persevered and had a good show. Even though Chris had taken to wearing a fedora-like hat, had trimmed his sideburns and somehow lost his F-ing jacket. Lame. I'm talking about the one he wore the night I saw him play at Brick's in Salt Lake, with Steve,

Sidenote, Steve, any show you're not at sucks.

That show in Bricks cost us $13 a person. I paid $40 this time. Another Lame deal. Oh and I'm never playing rock band or guitar hero again. Ever. And here's why, Dashboard didn't headline. Yeah, Panic did. I'll never forgive the rock band hosers for that.

Dashboard good, Rock Band bad.
But I did get to see Dashboard live. And afterward I took a picture of the empty parking lot with Rogge's camera. I'll eventually have to put that up with a "No one likes Rock Band" underneath.

Chris had his faithful fedora again this time around. Sideburns were trimmed even higher to where he was almost unrecognizable. What gave it away was when he began singing, and since it was a lame front for Rock Band and not a real show they played all their most mainstream songs. I was holding out for a reall quiet moment to yell out "DROWNING!" in the hope that they'd take pity on me and play the song. Alas, they actually were done so fast I was left wanting. But I understand, all hail Rock Band and not Dashboard. Psh, yeah right. I had to be physically restrained from attacking the best buy dude that was there. I also blame Best Buy.

So, voice hoarse and spirits much improved, we jetted before the horror of watching something as lame as to call themselves panic, which although appropriate because I, in fact, do panic when I hear anything from them come on. We got ourselves out and just in the nick of time too. And after Dane sat and talked on the phone to a girl named Samantha in Germany... no kidding, I'm not making that up, we finally headed home blaring a mix we made a few months back and me singing myself even hoarser. This morning when I woke up I could barely speak and my voice was all gravelly. It was cool.

That's about it, had a good time, Rogge's good company. And I guess about the whole fedora and rock band and 13 year olds and crap, well, Bob Dylan said it when he wrote "The times, they are a changin'." Yeah Bob, they are. They sure are...
-Owen