But the beard is where I keep my deleted scenes

Yesterday I was going to post a photo of myself with my editing beard. It’s like a playoff beard, only wilder — I think all the caffeine makes it go crazy. But then I walked into a tailor’s to get measurements for a suit for a friend’s wedding. The tailor looked at my beard and said, “Sorry, can’t help you.”

So I went home and decided maybe I shouldn’t post that pic, after all. Then I shaved.

With any luck, I will be finishing the edits today. Then I’ll try that measurement thing again.

About Peter Darbyshire (Roman)

Nothing to see here. Move along.

Posted on July 20, 2014, in Lifestream. Bookmark the permalink. 1 Comment.

  1. Coward! The true beard fears no tailor!

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