Below is a screenshot of my outbox over the last week. Apparently I only want to talk about three things during the summer.

Basketball, drunken debauchery, and food. What else is there, really?
Possibly the answer is, “Ew. Way more good than one that you make us look at.”
Nonetheless, I’m going on the assumption that the power of the playoff beard increases with the number of people who see it. This seems most in keeping with the logic of the playoff beard.

First playoff game is tonight. Here’s hoping that I’m back next week with a picture of a beard twice as long.
Also, I will have pictures of Ruth’s brother Leon’s visit up as soon as I remember to get them off of her laptop and onto the intertubes.
Bayes’ All-Stars made the playoffs today. After the two wins I mentioned before, we dropped two straight, and had to pull it out tonight in order to qualify. Luckily, Lars is really tall.
It seems pretty clear to me what I have to do at this point. If we’re going to make it through to earn the championship towels, I’m going to have to grow a playoff beard.
In case you haven’t heard, Ruth recently won a training grant awarded to two students each year from the INP and MGBG programs. As far as we can tell, the competition is pretty stiff, but either way we’re very excited, because it saves her and her advisor from having to worry about funding.
Also, the Bayes’ All-Stars are killing it. That’s us with the 50, and our opponents with the 20. Also, we’re getting a big lift tomorrow, when our astrophysicist comes back from illness. Because no intramural basketball team worth its salt can go without its astrophysicist for too long.