For those staying up all hours of the night with the shakes, cigarette ashes sprinkling the floor as your hands quiver from the nerves, Brian Wilson is still Brian Wilson.
You can call off the support group, because The Beard is doing just fine.
At least, we think things are fairly status quo for the Giants closer as he continues to come back from injury.
Let's break this thing down like it was vital game film.
Yes, his rocking the Marty McFly's is what did it for us.
Instead of riding to work on a hover board, something we wouldn't put past Wilson even though those are yet to be invented, he is chugging along on the geekiest scooter we have ever seen.
Which kind of makes us wish we had a turn riding this around town.
We forgo the upturned hat, purple sleeves and cargo shorts as rather benign fare, especially for the king of awkward.
The real piece that brought the wardrobe together was, of course, the fanny pack. That article can currently be seen worn by everyone from 80-year-olds to hipsters. Oh, and they are ubiquitous in pictures of my eight-year-old self.
I kid Brian Wilson but envy him as well. He marches to the beat of his own drum.
Only it's a synthesized dubstep drum, and you can only hear it if you are on some designer drugs.
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