1 day ago
Saturday, August 21, 2010
Ernie wasn't all that old when he checked out. The poor guy looked 100, but was merely 62. I blame the beard.
Since our visit to EPL last weekend I have been, under vigorous protest from Mrs. T, sporting the cool guy 5 day growth with aplomb.
Each time I try this stunt it always sets me back a bit as I realize my beard is white. Since what little hair I have is also white, I'm unsure why this comes as a surprise, yet it always does. Now I too look 100.
So I figure I have 2 choices. The holidays are coming. Maybe, I can find seasonal work at the mall, as Father Christmas, or I can show up in Key West next July for the Hemingway Festival. Either of those choices would entail lawyers, hers and mine.