Feeling much better this evening. Thanks for your concern.
I would have told you this last evening had I not taken a spell, but I got my hair cut yesterday during my lunch hour. My hair, though muy bueno, was very long and not styled. The 90 year old man who used to cut my hair would just shave my head for me, at my request. No styling to speak of. When it started growing out, it went every which way. As of yesterday, it should not grow out again in a way that makes people think I'm the Abominable Snowman.
Here's a picture of me with the new 'do, courtesy of this computer's webcam:
My, I'm an attractive man.
Today was the last day for the contest I mentioned a couple of weeks ago. You will recall that I had asked for your input to come up with a name for my readers.
I will tell you all about it, tomorrow.
After work this evening, Patricia and I visited an old friend in the hospital. He is slowly on the mend. We are relieved. Get better soon, buddy.
My work week is half over. Newbie is purring seductively in my ear and reaching for me. I can no longer ignore his entreaties, so I will call it a night.
It's a night.
I think I've used that joke before.
See you tomorrow.
Bevboy
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