Not TRYING to be depressing…


Well, adiposity we’re back, link and we had a great Easter weekend. I didn’t get around to blogging at all, find so I’m sorry to keep you in the dark. I know you were waiting with baited breath to hear what was going on in my life. Okay, not really. But I’ll post tomorrow with details of what’s been going on.

Until then, I’ll leave you with two things I’ve noticed recently, both to my dismay. First, I’m no longer blonde. My hair is undeniably brown (albeit light brown). Second, it may not matter for much longer, because my brown hair seems to be getting thinner on the top. This is not to say that I’m going bald. (I’m not ready to admit that yet.) I’m just saying that when I’m 75, my hair will probably look more like my Grandpa Smith’s than my Grandpa Pehrson’s — neither of whom made it to 75.

That was depressing.

Hmmm.. I’ll try again tomorrow.


One response to “Not TRYING to be depressing…”

  1. And now for something truly depressing….

    Paul, that sounds awful.

    Might I give one piece of advice? When it starts to go, let it go. Better yet, shave it. I happen to think that you’d look pretty cool with a buffed head. You better get a tattoo, sleeveless leather jacket, a motorcycle, and a goatee. Yes, I think that is exactly the recipe for a major mid-life crisis.

    I made a promise to myself that if it ever goes, I was going to shave it. No toilet bowls, widow’s peaks, or combovers for me.

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