Beardless and the Good Ol’ days

 

Well, as you can see I made the plunge and shaved off the beard. I’m tired of trying to hide behind it…the beard doesn’t make the man. I started growing the beard when I was 18, of course it wasn’t anything to write home about. I manifested it’s self in many different forms in the years after that, but I always seem to gravitate towards the classic goatee…without a license even.(side note: in the eighteen hundreds you need a license to have a one.)It’s been a good day so far. Reminiscing about the good ol’ days. Got Mr. Waits playing on the hi-fi (check out the video above), and I got an e-mail from a great friend that I haven’t seen in ages, Dan Chelotti, who just informed me he is now a published poet. Hopefully I’ll get my hands on this book of his and be able to share a bit of it…if permission is granted of course. I also got an e-mail from Kevin Eldridge, another good friend that I haven’t seen in quite a while. He also has a blog, which is very funny and centered on all things goofy. I added it to the links, so check it out.The fatigue is good today. It’s strange how it comes and goes. I guess I’ll have more of it to look forward to..better get some movies lined up to kill time.Well, I think I’m going to go build a bird feeder. Yeah, a bird feeder. I know it’s dorky but there’s something about birds that I love, and it gives me a chance to practice my woodworking skills….hopefully someday I’ll be able to build some wicked pissa’ furniture.That’s it for now. Gotta clean the fish tank and get to that feeder.

~ by jaybyrdslim on October 10, 2007.