24 thoughts on “Hair

  1. Those were the days. Some years ago I saw a clip of the guy who played Kramer on Seinfeld on “The Dating Game”. He was a sweet faced youth, as we all were back then.

  2. goatherd…Yeah, now when I look in the mirror my grandfather appears. Jowls,turkey neck,and sippee chin.

    “Transiency is in the nature of all things..strive to emancipate yourself therefrom.”

  3. Sic transit gloriamundi, Swami.

    Although, I may have misspelled it, it has long been true. At 60, I just seem to resemble my father. There is a kind of peace in getting older and not having to worry about the real life “dating game”. It’s a good thing too, I would have to search for someone with an exceedingly kind heart and that seems out of style these days.

    I do occasionally get hit on by sex-crazed, Baptist widows. Rural southern fundamentalist women can be kind of aggressive.

  4. “hit on by sex-crazed Baptist widows.”
    Man, I know what you mean, especially the over 55 group; and black chicks, and young gay dudes. Sadly ( perhaps HAPPILY) the young hotties barely give me a first glance ( could it be the hunch back and “funny ” leg?)

  5. Erinyes,

    Maybe those you consider lacking in hotness just don’t have any taste.

    I have to say, your hunchback and circus-freak leg make you sound extremely ugly. I can’t see why any older woman, black woman, or young gay man would degrade themselves by going out with you.

  6. I do occasionally get hit on by sex-crazed, Baptist widows.

    Answer the call to Christian service that says:” If you see a need —fill it!”

  7. erinyes… I know, it’s not easy making the transition from a stud muffin to a dirty old man, but once you get to the other side life can still be an ejoyable experience.

  8. Steve M….Personally, I wouldn’t be confessing to wearing that tuxedo. Somethings are best left unsaid.

  9. That tux beats a lime-green-and-white checked liesure suit.
    Remember when they were “popular?”

    Well, my mother bought one of those for me as a surprise gift.

    She wanted me to start wearing things besides jeans and painter’s pants. I had started college, she said, and I should dress-up to go to classes – she must have though I went to a college for color-blind middle-aged Shriners.

    When I opened it up, I must have turned lime-greener than the suit. I told her, “Thanks, but I’ll NEVER wear that!”
    We got into a minor argument, and finally I said, “Ok, I’ll wear it ONCE! You can put it on me at my funeral, because the only way I’ll be seen in that monstrosity, is DEAD!”

    She kept it for awile, I don’t know why – she was either hoping I’d change my mind, or maybe lose, it or die.

    Eventually, I think she returned that atrocity, and got her money back.
    Either that, or it’s hidden somewhere, just in case I kick first.

  10. “Sex crased Baptist Widows, band name”
    CW or Punk Rock?
    I’m still cracking up over “pussy riot”.

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