Wednesday, December 5th, 2012

When I was courting the Ogwife

I had just discovered she was a collector of matchbooks, and took her to a place that made each diner a book of custom printed matches which were on their table at dinner. They also had a little quartet, and I thought they were pretty good, so I slipped the piano player a twenty and asked if they could work in “Take five”. Not only could they, but they dedicated it to us (They had been the ones to print the matchbooks, so they knew who we were).

Dave Brubeck just died, a day short of 92. God rest him.

yes, I’m mad about Brubeck. I like your eyes; I like him too.

I had been busy enough

in the last month, that I haven'’t had a haircut. I was beginning to get downright shaggy, and as I was hunting I didn’t care much but going back to work I needed to get back to my normal high&tight.

Joe is disgusted with the current political situation, but he’s 72. he knows he won’t live long enough to see it get much better. So he’s gonna keep cutting hair, and he’s gonna live his life. “You’re one of the only ones that gets it” he tells me. “We’re fucked”. I have difficulties disagreeing. Still, we have been through other difficulties, and while the solutions are grim, Us Yellowbeards are never more dangerous than when we’re dead.

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