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Oh, there's still a ponytail there bro. Goes down a few inches past my shoulders now. A couple years back though it went down to my belt. Cut it mostly off for "spiritual reasons". Years ago I was visiting San Xavier del Bac mission down by Tucson. There's a "saint" there that folks make offerings to, and while I'm not big on those type of things "just for fun" I made an offering of my ponytail if a relative would get some relief from a condition they had, never really expecting much to come of it. A few years later I found out they got that relief, so the next time I was near enough and had time I had to honor my promise. I was hunting in AZ a few years back and had a little extra time so I made the drive down. Whacked the ponytail off right there in the parking lot with my pocket knife if I recall. You can see my "tail" over on the left side of the "saint". I don't really believe in these things, but I also don't take chances like putting hats on beds or spilling salt without taking the proper measures. Wee mother would not like me pissing off the Saint by not honoring my promise.



No longer wear Ray Bans, I like my felony glasses now.

Mostly go around in t shirts and shorts, a wool shirt over that in winter. Usually a ball cap or fedora of some type, or a shade hat in the summer. Wear a couple of straw "cowboy" hats at times too.

Flip flops suck, can't stand anything between my toes.

Early version Geno with Ray Bans, gray hat and jacket on the right.

Geno's goin' all Mackay Sagebrush on us. Secret agent man.

Salty, Salty, Salty.

That is not even close to a ZZ beard. I even trimmed and inch or so last week as it was getting longer on one side than the other.

This is more like a real beard. Jan '17, below 0F if I recall.

When one is acclimated to the weather.

Shoveling paths for the whippets in the backyard. About noon today. A nearly tropical 36F. Hat, sunglasses, hoodie, bare hands, snow boots, and most importantly shorts.



I had considered wearing my sandals for a minute, but sometimes the snow comes back over the shovel onto my toesies.

Had the sun been out, like it was a coupla days ago at 23F, while doing poop patrol, I wouldn't have even needed the hoodie.

When one is acclimated to the weather.

Shoveling paths for the whippets in the backyard. About noon today. A nearly tropical 36F. Hat, sunglasses, hoodie, bare hands, snow boots, and most importantly shorts.



I had considered wearing my sandals for a minute, but sometimes the snow comes back over the shovel onto my toesies.

Had the sun been out, like it was a coupla days ago at 23F, while doing poop patrol, I wouldn't have even needed the hoodie.