Who *is* this guy?

A week and a half ago, Chris cut his hair.

The ponytail that hung halfway down his back -- and has lived there for the last 15-odd years? Gone.

My boy now has short hair. And holy fuck, was it ever weird to look at him for a couple of days. It looks fantastic, much better and more suited to him.

But still... completely bizarre.

Crap.

Today is lovely out, and I have celebrated this by opening windows (and letting all that marvelous pollen in the house). But a wasp flew in.

I have finally freed the stupid thing, much to its annoyance. I had to clap a bowl over the screen and maneouver the bloody pest so it would fly about the hole.

I need to patch the screens in this palce. It's becoming ridiulous. And I must prepare for The Squirrel Invasion once again. Digging trenches, cleaning my rifles and prepping the cannons.

Or perhaps I will simply patch the screens with steel mesh this time. I don't want the little bugger thinking it can return for feasts on our counters.