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Researching beards

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“Evolution: it’s a thing,” is one of my favorite video lines on the internet.

My trivia team took a turn for the biological last night. About ten minutes after I sat at the table and started chatting with my computer sciencey teammates, the conversation came to beards. Specifically, my teammates wanted to know if I knew why men grow beards.

And I thought about it. It turns out that I do not.

It’s an interesting question. Vast swaths of the world’s men don’t grow beards, for one–so it’s not like the bearded have outcompeted their clean shaven brethren. There are no survival rations stored in facial hair.

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Eco-Casks and Giant Beards

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Earlier this week I picked up a box of wine at the grocery store, because I am a Classy Lady with Classy Lady Tastes. (Wine is one of those things that shouldn’t be cheaper in bulk and yet is.) Before I stuck it in the fridge (behind the pimento cheese, in front of the pesto), I took a gander at the box copy.

And that’s how I learned that I wasn’t drinking wine from a box. I was drinking wine from an “eco-cask.”

You guys? I think I have a new favorite word.

I realize that the person writing the non-Franzia box wine copy is not lying when they say that boxed/bagged booze is better for the environment than glass bottles. But there is something inherently hilarious to me about the fact that that’s the new marketing tack for a product that I basically associate with soccer moms.

Other than my friend the eco-cask, it’s been a weird week in ways that are not relevant to the blog. But–I did go see Bon Iver with my dad and m’colleague Anna, which was a lovely reminder that the Bon Iver guy is maybe a little bit crazy. The set design was reminiscent of giant beards/Spanish moss, and Anna and I passed the opening band’s time on stage trying to guess whether or not Bon Iver dude was nesting in the beards. (Answer: possibly.)

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