Posts Tagged: barber

Serendipitous

Or, how I love it when a plan comes together. Sometimes, things just work out for the better and the pieces fall into place, through simple good fortune. Such was my week as a non-hermit. As we all know, I prefer the solitary, seldom bothered life of a hermit. Or as much as a member of… Read more »

Going undercover

‘Tis a sad thing, alas, to be faced with one’s own mortality.  It brings with it many memories, such as life’s experience and loves shared, but it also visits upon us such ravages as only age can.  It is with heavy heart and (appropriately) drooped head that I must face my own personal doom. Once… Read more »

Cut short

Today was haircut day.  Same time, same day, every three weeks, about a week faster than in my youth. It’s not vanity. It’s not that my hair grows so quickly.  It’s actually because I have so little hair that I have to pop in more often.  As I have balded (you can see my picture on the… Read more »

A hairy time

And now another of our non-sequential posts that reveal more details about our mysterious author’s past because you’ve been breathlessly waiting for more pulse pounding background.  Although, if your pulse pounds from tales about my life, you must lead an even less eventful life than me.  It’s possible, I suppose.  The world is filled with… Read more »