It was past time for my regular haircut and today was a good day for getting that accomplished. Susie did the honors and unlike last time when the clippers slipped and left a pretty good impression of a taco shell on the side of my head, this haircut turned out fine.
Susie gave me the high dollar version of the job, working hard to match the height of the sideburns, trimming the beard and even going so far as to rid my ear canals of any unsightly hair. She drew the line at my nostrils and I was forced to do that job without benefit of a mirror, using a trimming utensil that buzzes about like a bumblebee. I’m almost afraid to look at what damage I may have done.
I also think I may send this photo to the newspapers to be included with my column heading. It’s about time lost that cowboy hat.