Where I’m Undressed

Not too long ago, Brandi asked me if I’d like to guest post for her. Here’s the thing — there are only a handful of people that I absolutely must read every post for, and Brandi is on that list. I love her sense of humor, and I love her love of Guinness, and I… Continue reading Where I’m Undressed

Where I just close my eyes & type

Now that I’m bald, but bearded, I feel like Sid Haig. I’m really tempted to dress up in clown makeup and call everyone by Groucho Marx character names. Or just watch lots of Rob Zombie movies1. The bald seems to be working well in combatting scalpne – and the strange looks I get from passersby… Continue reading Where I just close my eyes & type