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May 14, 2004
The topiary of the face
Saw the John Francis yesterday in all his beardy glory. How can he still be attractive with that fretful porpentine of hair clinging to his face? And yet the ladies seem undaunted.
Despite my remonstrations, the Lad, too, will be using his chin to smuggle a beard home for me. I was hoping for something pretty and exotic, like diamonds, but I'll take what I can get.
Posted by didofoot at May 14, 2004 12:58 PM
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You must document this phenomenon.
For posterity. Or blackmailing.
Beards on beardless men always shock me.
Posted by: kati at May 14, 2004 01:47 PM
it is going to seriously cramp my habit of mocking his inability to grow facial hair.
Posted by: didofoot at May 14, 2004 01:51 PM
lets not start counting chickens before hatching.
i claim not to have a beard, merely bearlike facial hair
Posted by: gene at May 14, 2004 04:59 PM
pretty soon, all Kristin needs to do is dye her hair blond and visit the house of three bears, then she can eat all the porridge she wants in true fairytale style.
Posted by: cody at May 14, 2004 05:03 PM
Ah, the harmonic convergence of beards for all three Noe Street men! Alas, it is at an end now, as I had solely a mustache on the East Coast, and am now clean-shaven once again.
Documentation will be forthcoming, Nurse V.
Posted by: sean at May 15, 2004 02:36 AM
sean! does this mean you are emotionally recovered?
Posted by: didofoot at May 15, 2004 10:13 AM
Yes it does.
Posted by: sean at May 17, 2004 10:03 AM
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