Hey, it's a dog wearing a wig!
It is one of my theories of the Internet that all blogs must carefully limit posts that fall into a category I call "Dogs In Wigs."
This is a post that consists, essentially, of a statement akin to "Here is a picture of a dog in a wig." And you click on it, and indeed, it is a picture of a dog in a wig.
"Ho-ho," you say, "that is certainly a dog, and it is certainly wearing a wig." And then you go back to whatever you were previously doing, resisting (or choosing not to resist) the urge to send someone you know a message with the subject line, "FW: Dog in wig!"
Examples of "Dogs in Wigs" would include the famous Peanut Butter Jelly Time video, the wonderful Cats In Sinks, and the astonishing Dance Party Friday, wherein the early-morning traffic reporters at one Cincinnati TV station bust an end-of-the-week move if, as often happens, there's no traffic to report on when their first segment airs at 5:45 a.m.
Don't get me wrong: the Internet would not be what it is without dogs in wigs. You just have to be careful with them, because there are only so many of them that one can tolerate before a limit is reached — sometimes abruptly — and you begin to feel that you are under siege by a flood of e-mails sent by your least amusing relative.
With that said, let me introduce you to The Quest For Every Beard Type, in which a gentleman attempts to grow (and photograph)