Triple digits baby

I have a confession to make. 

Today, after much hesitation, I gave in.  The peer pressure was simply too strong. 

Emery laid it on thick.  Sure he looks like a 6’4”, 300 pound teddy bear.  But sometimes bears bite. 

Over the years, I have taken a lot of slack for my hair.  Personally, I believe it is misunderstood.  Sort of like Picasso; too progressive for its day.  But that’s not my fault.   I can’t help it if I am ahead of my time. 

Emery is one of those slackers; a poor soul who simply does not understand true beauty. 

Now I have nothing against “Peanuts.”  And I wouldn’t even mind it if Emery said I looked like Charlie Brown, Linus, over even Snoopy.  But Peppermint Patty… now that was uncalled for.

So this morning, I took care of it.  Actually Eric did.  (Sorry mom—it was purely a financial decision.) On November 27, 2006 at 10:23 am, I, Kent Miller, received my first haircut since leaving St. Joseph, Michigan.

Now what makes this event even more significant is that today is a day for the history books… or at the very least Wikipedia.  Today is day 100. 

Eric and I have been traveling on our pilgrimage for 2400 hours.  Also known as 144,000 minutes.  It is triple digits baby.  5 times 4 times 4 plus 20.  100 days.  I believe it is a world record.

Anyways, the point is thank you.  The last 100 days has been the most insightful, stretching and exciting time of my life. And I am positive this experience would not have been possible without your support.  God has truly blessed us.  Thank you.