Chaging the world

Sometimes I get tons of anxiety about my relatively short lifespan. It is hard not to be constantly agitated, wanting to come up with that next big thing that changes sh*t up forever. I mean, beards like me look at guys like Einstein's moustache and what he was able to accomplish, and we feel at bit overwhelmed. Yes I'm using the British spelling of moustache. I hope that if Einstein's moustache were ever able to blog about me, he would have the same courtesy (even though I think the Brits spell "beard" the same as us colonists, if there were a different spelling, like "beaurd" I would hope that he would use it). Because lets face it, as much as we like to make fun of their bad teeth, etc., everything that the Brits say/do seems more proper and sophisticated purely by virtue of being British. Back to the point-- Ok, sure Einstein's hair contributed to the moustache's efforts in the whole theory of relativity thing. But, still. Jake's hair wont even talk to me. He thinks that he is so bad*ss because he has been around so much longer. But dude, Jake's hair doesn't have a blog. So, who is bad*ss now? Let's collaborate homey!