Nano drone copters
Flying in tight formation
I must own one now

Yes. I have, as many pointed out yesterday, shaved my goatee. Okay, technically it was a VanDyke, but goatee is easier to type.

Plus Dyke-B-Gon might give some the wrong impression and get me beaten up.

I think I ditched my facial hair sometime right after January 1st. Perhaps the 2nd. It was time.

I like to shave completely and give my face a fresh start once in a while. Plus
I was a bit tired of it: choosing a length, maintaining shape, trimming, etc.

I’ve also lost like 18 lbs, so I don’t have quite as much of a double chin to hide.

But mostly I just really dislike how much older it makes me look because it’s so goddamn grey. And don’t suggest coloring it– I tried that. It looks terrible.

So yeah, I’m sportin’ the clean shaven look. People have already commented that I look years younger (ahem).

And for those who like me better with a VanDyke, I’m sure I’ll get tired of looking at the plainness of my reflection soon enough and facial hair will make a return.

Until then? Call me c-baby.

Hooray for modern technology!

And thanks to my mortgage and property tax write offs, I will get a fairly decent return this year.

Which I can put toward LASIK surgery.

People, I am tired of wearing glasses. Not of how I look in them, per se, as I do like to have fun frames and I think glasses help break up the monotony of my face. But I’m so tired of being blind.

I can’t see the clock in bed unless I get my nose to the display. Getting up to pee at night is an obstacle course. Amusement parks are no fun because I have to take my glasses off for every ride.

Playing sports in glasses sucks– they slide down my nose, slip off, break. I can’t see the end of the pool when I swim.

And outdoor activities in the summer mean prescription shades or none at all.

It sucks.

So I want to explore LASIK. I have an appointment set up for mid March, and if I want, the surgery can take place the following day.

It would be a big adjustment, as I’ve worn glasses since 6th grade. I wouldn’t have chunky frames to hide behind.

Here’s a preview:

But it would also mean I could finally wear cheap, douchey sunglasses!!

So– any thoughts on LASIK? Have you done it? Would you??

First up, the winner from last week— Anne Marie! Congratulations!

Thanks to everyone who participated in the captions! Keep ‘em coming!

And now for this week:

And this final one is for you to bastardized. Have at it!

Also, when seen in context of my entire space, with the black and stainless appliances, maple hardwood floors, exposed brick walls and light cabinetry:

Well, I don’t think the granite looks butt ass ugly at all, Bill.

Courtney now regrets
Trusting her farts after that
Nachos Bel Grande

It makes my room so dark and it completely changes the character of the space when they are closed.

However, there is one negative about the panels, and her name is Phoebe.

I have a very clever and very curious little kitteh. It took her all of 30 seconds to figure out how the curtain panels worked and how to push tem around so she could sneak between them.

This is the same kitteh that discovered how to open my bifold closet doors and cupboards in my old apartment.

Anyway, the sneak-thing isn’t the problem. It’s when she attacks the curtain panels.

In the middle of the night.

She has no front claws, but that doesn’t stop her from doing the “paw thing” on different textures. And the panels are woven grass type material.

So her new thing is to paw at one of the panels around 4 am. This sets all the panels to clattering about (they have the metal bars at the bottom) which startles me out of my sleep.

Sometimes she does it a couple times even; I have scold her to get her to stop. Then I have to get up and adjust the panels to block the light.

That darn cat!

Unfortunately, I think she does it now deliberately to wake me up so that I will cuddle with her to get her to curl up and fall asleep. Because invariably she jumps back up on the bed, nuzzles me, and starts purring.

And some folks think cats are stupid.

I may have finally chosen a viable tile backsplash for my kitchen. It is in the color scheme I had envisioned, with just a touch of flair. This is what it looks like:

It’s glass tile in a mixture of glossy black, frosted grey, and grey “fractured” glass.

It is meant to pick up the grey and black flecks in the reddish granite countertop. Also to pick up the black and stainless appliances.

Naturally, the shit is not inexpensive. It’s good that the backsplash acreage is limited.

Here it is against the granite:

And here is a longer shot showing it on the wall with the stove and countertop:

The reason I’m showing it vertically is two-fold. First, it is less expected and gives a bit of vertical to the tile “belt”.

Secondly, because of that curved pole (on the right in the last pic). If the tile is run vertically, it wraps around the pole nicely, thus not creating any visual discontinuity.

So… What do we think?

He came over, we boinked, then went out for a late Chinese dinner. We would have ordered in, but I couldn’t find a Chinese delivery place nearby.

Then we watched some of the Australian open– then went to bed.

Again, not the greatest sleep, but it went better than the first time. We finally rolled out of bed around 9:30 and chilled with coffee and some breakie.

Derrick actually came back yesterday evening for additional boinking– and dinner.

I made him my Gorgonzola pasta with orange bell pepper sauce. It’s my “go to” meal, and he gorged himself on it.

Them we watched the end of the 49ers football game before he headed for home.

Um, what exactly does it mean when you cook a fuck buddy dinner? And are they still in FB status?

And boy have I left you all a good one to captionize— tons of potential there!

But now, this week’s installment:

And now it’s your turn to provide a caption: