Jonas...Jason

I'm growing my hair out.  I haven't had it cut since the beginning of last summer and I've finally made it through the nappy, greasy, disheveled Jr. High stage.  My daughter Kami says that I look like Joe Jonas of the infamous Jonas Brothers (or the Jo Bros to those who speak of them with affectionate endearment).  

I just figured something out yesterday.  My name Jason has the same letters as Jonas.  I knew this had been foreordained since the foundations of the world.  Some things are just predestined.  Jason/Jonas is one of those matches made in heaven.  I'm thinking about going to the midnight showing of the Jonas Brothers in Concert at the IMAX in 3D.  

I will be listening to the Spirit's voice tonight to guide me in that decision.

tootles.