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A Million Little Pieces Of My Mind

The Old Man and the Moon

By: Paul S. Cilwa Viewed: 4/26/2024
Occurred: 3/5/2022
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Topics: #Coronavirus #Maui
Today I'm the oldest I've ever been.

I have been unable to find a local stylist who still (after the pandemic started) will trim beards. And I don't want to waste money on a haircut that doesn't include a beard trim.

My son recommended a barber shop he said he likes. It's called Two Guys Barber Shop, so, since barbers do beards—these days, that's pretty much the only difference between a barber and a stylist.

However, when I arrived and sat down to wait I found myself staring at the far wall in front of me, where they actually had a shrine to DOnald Trump. And, of course, not a single customer, or barber, were wearing masks. And I would bet money none of them have had the vaccine.

Shaking my head, I left in disgust. Trying to find someone to trim my beard that I would even trust to be near my face, is going to take longer than I expecteed.

At least, back home, I got treated to a very pretty half moon. So, not a bad day, despite starting to look like Noah after cleaning the bottom of the Ark.