Showing posts with label beards. Show all posts
Showing posts with label beards. Show all posts

Saturday, August 21, 2010

Papa



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.

I'm shaving.

Toad

Sunday, August 15, 2010

I saw, I learned

I didn't plan for this, but I must grow a beard.


After a self inflicted trip to the dog house in what will forever after be known as "the brisket fiasco", to soothe the waters, I offered a trip to Eat Pray Love.

This is not a review, I haven't read the book, I have my biases, so I will only suggest that if you want the whole theater experience, the Dolby sound, the big screen, the popcorn, do not dally. You are going or not going regardless of what I say, so enjoy. It's not as bad as "The Deep End of the Ocean", our family's nadir.


Back to the beard. I have worn a beard on several occasions, usually when I'm on my last tether and have given up the ghost. You see me in a beard, and most likely, I'm depressed as sin. But....



All the cool guys, in EPL sported that particularly stylish 4 day growth. How do they do that? By day 5 it looks scraggly. By day 6 it's itchy. Must they stay home 3 days out of 4?

Is there a tool, or an electric razor attachment? Need I stand farther from my razor?

I've never been, and have hardly ever aspired to be one of the cool guys, but after nearly a year at the gym, and with an upcoming junket on the Orient Express I'd better learn how.

Toad