He’d better not do the splits.
Sorry, you seem to have a typo there…didn’t you mean “he’d better do the splits”?
Depends on your point of view.
We went to a Friends of the Library Book Sale this morning, which would be nice by itself if not reportworthy, where I picked up the first Trixie Belden mystery in hardcover, then to a Mini Maker Faire which was very mini but at least walkable and not the 45 mile drive it was years ago, then walked to a difficult geocache spot. I had been hoisted to Ground Zero (GZ) when a woman came by and correctly guessed what I was up to, dropping the Geocache name. After some inadvertent mauling of utilities (I learned an assembly of three adults over 30 and one youth can do amazing things without attracting suspicion), I did find the cache, she helped me down, and together we logged it. Now we are Geocache Pals, huzzah! Oh yeah, and I went a teensy bit viral on Mastodon and I bought a 2600 magazine. Life is showing its splendid side to me today!
Someone hid a geocache in the one location in the city where I live that never fails to rocket me out of despair or doldrums. Yes of course I found it. ETA: Who knew life’s little surprises could be sweet, sly and sudden?
I’ve been growing out my beard for some time (mostly at the request of Mrs S for something less spikey) and it’s got a bit…unruly.
I finally decided to get it trimmed into shape and the guy who did it was fantastic, really putting me at ease and making sure I understood the options. As a result, the beard looks great and not like there may be birds nesting in it!
I would think this is a golden era for beard knowledge in barber shops, especially in some neighborhoods!
I ran into someone yesterday who I’ve met occasionally a dozen times or so… and they didn’t recognize me without my beard. Kind of freaked me out, it’s been a couple of months since I shaved it off, and I’m a pretty memorable guy, bearded or not.
Have had one for ~40 years. Covers a multitude of chins.
Whenever my dude trims his beard from mountain-man length to business-man length, I always think his face looks oddly small for a day or two. Because I get used to the “face stuff” extending to the upper chest area, all winter. If he ever shaves it off entirely, I will probably faint at the sight, because I have never seen his upper lip. I’ve only seen his chin for a few days after an unfortunate shaving incident, about 18 years ago.
I’ve decided I have to stick to Business Beard. This last time I let it go for nearly 4 months with just some shaping done and it just stopped at an awkward length that was more trouble than it was worth.
I’ve had mine for 25 years now. I grew it mostly because I didn’t like shaving but there were few if any beards on ‘young people’ at the time so I got a lot of stick for it. It’s great, if a little odd, to see facial hair make such a comeback.
Mrs S doesn’t know what I look like without hair and has wisely vetoed any attempt at shaving in case she doesn’t like what’s underneath.
I keep mine trimmed short because if it starts getting long enough I habitually, unconsciously, and incessantly twist it. But I never shave it, because every time I tried that turned out to be
(Cleanshaven I feel like I have awkward puberty face, and I had plenty of that as a kid.)
My neighbor brought me breakfast this morning; beans and tortillas, and scrambled eggs with sausage. Bless her heart.
Do whatever is in your power to make sure she never moves house.
Yeah, but then she won’t be able to make him breakfast anymore.
'Twasn’t a big deal for her. Her grandkids go to school just across the border in San Ysidro, and she says that there’s always so much food around with school functions and donuts and whatnot that her daughter brings home from work. She asked if I could help dispose of some of it when it comes around, and I eagerly agreed. MMMMM-MMMMM.
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I just finished my first al fresco dinner of the year on my balcony. This also involved trying out the new, folding balcony furniture I got.
The folding table is a PITA to set up, so I may just bring it inside unfolded and keep it that way for the season. (The whole point of the folding furniture is that I can keep it inside when I’m not using it, so the #$@!!!&$#!!! chickadees that nest above the balcony can’t shit on it like they did my old balcony furniture.)
The folding comfy chair was very easy to unfold, so I will fold it up again when I get the energy to return inside.
The meal was quick to make and yummy (mushroom, ham, and brie omelette with a side of asparagus, white wine), and I managed to be co-ordinated enough to enjoy it while the food was still hot. I even remembered a light coaster to put on top of my wine glass so bugs couldn’t get in – not that there seem to be bugs out yet.
I’m all contented right now.