photobomb'd

Red-eyed. Sunburned. Sleeping in bunkbeds. It's beach-house bedhead. Claire and I spent a few days in Ocean City, NJ. Soaking up the sun (it was overcast), enjoying the heat (it was 78*) and loving bunkbeds.

Dear Real- this is how we keep it.

Twist and Shout

I have a little Tin Tin-esque situation going on here.

Now I lay me down to sleep

The pitfalls of being this epic are as follows:
1. Being this epic.
2. Looking like a wood owl.
3. Waking up with your beard dreadlocked to your hair.

But hey man... the dude abides.

Two Tears and a Bucket...

Bucket sent me a message first thing this morning warning me that he had a situation going on with his hair. His bedhead is your bedhead. Be one with Bucket.

Babe the blue ox.

Epic.
It's right there in our name. We've featured some epic bedhead in our time here; but none so epic (in both hair and model) as on our friend Sarvas.
When the lights are about to go out, the gods will sit back and make a list of humans who've become greater than the sum of their parts. Somewhere on that list you'll find the name SARVAS BERRY.