Over
the almost 9-year and illustrious history of Pierini
Fitness, its chief executive blogger has devoted a couple middle-aged
man reflections to the topic of a haircut.
Today is another one.
You
see, this middle-aged man needs a haircut.
Nowadays, he only needs one about four times a year. His haircut is in past due status. Critics are sounding off with increasing regularity
and they’re not saying nice things.
But
he remains steadfast to hold out longer.
How long? Who knows; time will tell.
Even
though his hair doesn’t grow on the wild side and thickly like his good olden
days, if it’s watered enough, given some sunshine and lots of Father Time, it’ll
eventually wildly blossom.
Still,
I’ve got a way to go before entering that coveted status of being a mullet
man. I’m not sure that sporting a 2017
mullet, however, is a goal of mine but it’s a pleasant passing thought.
But,
it would be nice to let it grow longer and wilder to pay tribute to and honor
the legend of Freddy Fender.
Pax Domini sit semper vobiscum
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