All About That Beard

This is what happens when your friend Olivia Kelly recommends you and your fellow bearded writers on Twitter and then follows it up with a humorous hashtag – #AllAboutThatBeard

 

Chorus:
Because you know I’m all about that beard,
‘Bout that beard, no stubble
I’m all about that beard,
‘Bout that beard, no stubble
I’m all about that beard, 
‘Bout that beard, no stubble
I’m all about that beard,
‘Bout that beard
Beard beard beard beard
Beard

Verse 1:
Yeah it’s pretty clear, I ain’t no boy toy
But I can grow it, grow it like I’m supposed to do
‘Cause I got that real beard that all the girls chase
All the right hair in all the right places
I see the movie scenes, working that wax so hot
We know that shit ain’t real
Come on now make it stop
If you got whiskers whiskers, just raise ‘em up
‘Cause every inch of you is perfect
From the bottom to the top

Pre Chorus:
Yeah, my daddy he told me don’t worry about your hair
He says, girls like a rugged man to hold them tight at night
You know I won’t be no slick figure, manscaped  and waxed Ken doll,
So if that’s what you’re into
Then go ahead and move along

Chorus:
Because you know I’m all about that beard,
‘Bout that beard, no stubble
I’m all about that beard,
‘Bout that beard, no stubble
I’m all about that beard
‘Bout that beard, no stubble
I’m all about that beard,
‘Bout that beard
Hey!

Verse 2:
I’m bringing manly back
Go ahead and tell them pretty boyeez, hey
No, I’m just playing
I know y’all think you’re coarse
But I’m here to tell you,
Every inch of you is perfect from the bottom to the top

Pre Chorus:
Yeah, my daddy he told me don’t worry about your hair
He says, girls like a rugged man to hold them tight at night
You know I won’t be no slick figure, manscaped  and waxed Ken doll,
So if that’s what you’re into
Then go ahead and move along

Chorus x 3:
Because you know I’m all about that beard,
‘Bout that beard, no stubble
I’m all about that beard,
‘Bout that beard, no stubble
I’m all about that beard
‘Bout that beard, no stubble
I’m all about that beard,
‘Bout that beard

Because you know I’m all about that beard,
‘Bout that beard, no stubble
I’m all about that beard,
‘Bout that beard, no stubble
I’m all about that beard
‘Bout that beard, no stubble
I’m all about that beard,
‘Bout that beard

Because you know I’m all about that beard,
‘Bout that beard, no stubble
I’m all about that beard,
‘Bout that beard, no stubble
I’m all about that beard
‘Bout that beard, no stubble
I’m all about that beard,
‘Bout that beard

Updates Michigan

My wife has a new job in Michigan, which it turns out, is a pretty rocking state. She likes her job although she’s a bit swamped at the moment. We decided to let the boys finish the school year at their current school and we’ll move up and join her this summer.

But I’ve spent the last week up in Michigan with her. I was supposed to be looking for houses and interviewing schools for the boys. N had a short-term apartment picked out, ready to lease before we left, but after I took a look at it we decided that it was not safe. So instead of looking at schools I spent the week looking for short-term apartments.

She is now set and I am writing this in the airport as I wait for my delayed flight. I don’t know how much time I’ll have to write now that I am a de facto single dad, but I will make time to write. I am going to finish the second draft of the big book; my excellent teacher has threatened to go full zombie on me if I don’t! I also have an excellent side project in the works with an awesome pal on Twitter. It’s still on the down low, but there will be a lot of stuff going on behind the curtains as we get ready. So just because there aren’t a lot of new posts here don’t think that I’ve fallen off the wagon already. I’m still writing. Even if you aren’t reading it.

A few thoughts on Michigan. The roads suck. No really. If you’ve never been there it is hard to imagine how poor the roads are. Hint —think post apocalyptic. Oh, well I suppose we’ll get used to them.

There are a lot more Japanese ex-pats living in Michigan than there are in northern Kentucky which is pretty cool for us. N is pretty Americanized at this point, but we eat a lot of Japanese food, most of it home cooked, and there are some great Japanese markets with huge selections of everything from squid jerky -try it with ice cold vodka shots–, to curry pan to fresh octopus and more. I think we will be cooking more nihonryori than ever before.

There are also some great Japanese restaurants. We ate at a couple of them. I had tonkotsu style ramen and a beef bowl at the first place. The tonkotsu was pretty good, the broth was okay but a little on the light side and the noodles were completely wrong but it was still pretty darn good. The second place was an izakaya and it felt almost like we were in Japan. If only they had had tatami mats to sit on it would have been perfect. We had the duck hot pot and it was awesome. We’ll definitely be going back again.
More tk.

Kamo nabe –duck hot pot– at Izakaya Sanpei

2015 Goals

Another New Year Resolutions post. I know, I know and even worse it's a listicle. It’s awful isn’t it? But as you may have noticed in the title these are not resolutions. It’s easy to resolve to exercise more, to finish that second draft of your novel *cough, cough*, to stop having breakfasts comprised of coffee and chocolate chip cookies, but as we all know time marches ever forward and as the calendar moves farther away from January it becomes far too easy for the resolutions of the new year to be thrown on the midden heap along with the Christmas tree and that last bit of fruitcake from your Aunt Agnes.

But these are not resolutions. No. They are goals. An entirely different beast altogether. And I am making my goals for 2015 public. I want to be held accountable, by you, dear reader. And to be sure there will be an accounting at year’s end. Without further rambling here are my goals for this year.

1. Write every day. You’ll notice that I did not say ‘publish every day,’ or even ‘write well every day.’ It is enough to write. Time and perseverance will take care of the rest. Or so I’m told.

2. Finish the middle grade novel that I’ve been working on for far too long. Seriously. I am sick, sick, sick of it. Most of it is still in first draft. The first chapter is finished but perhaps in need of a polish. I want to finish the rest of the damn, smelly, old thing so I can start querying it and write something else. 

3. Get a new personal website up and post to it semi-frequently. See? You’ve already helped me to knock this goal off the list. Ok, we’ll wait till the end-of-the-year accounting before we cross it off the list, but we’re off to a great start.

4. Finish the first draft, and illustrations for the picture book I’ve been working on for far too long. See no. 2 above.

5. Read more books. Thanks to the app I was using on my iPhone to keep track of the books I read–Ita if you are curious– I lost my list. I managed to reconstruct most of it from memory, although I know that there are books that I have left off it. I was surprised to find out that the library does not keep any kind of record of the books one checks out. I mean, I can see why they don’t. It seems like a fairly large privacy issue. You can tell a lot about a person by what they read after all. But still. I would expect that there must be a database with my name on it and a record of the titles I checked out last year. Alas, it seems there is not. From my reconstructed list it appears I read a mere 34 books in 2014. Lets go ahead and round that up to 40 as I’m sure that there are a few books I’ve forgotten. Let’s shoot to double that for 2015. Eighty books. There. I have put myself on notice.

6. Exercise more. I know this is on everyone’s list, but every year it seems harder to do the things I used to do with ease. I don’t want to get too bogged down with this so let’s shoot for 10,000 steps a day and three days a week of squats, pull-ups, curls, and pushups. 

7. Read more comics. For someone who would like to write comics I read an abysmally small number of them this year; about 5-6 titles at best. Let’s triple that shall we?

8. Pitch more nonfiction.

 

A Blank Slate

It's been a hell of a year. I felt that I might not make it through 2014 at times, but nevertheless here we are in 2015. Among the many personal tragedies, small and large, of 2014 TextDrive finally went under after dangerously listing for years. Along with it went my blog and its archives from around 2003 or so. Unfortunately 2014 also saw the demise of several hard drives upon which resided the backups of said blog. Which to be honest is probably for the best. One can only hope that there are no copies floating around the internet.

So, here we are, a new year and a new blog. A blank slate so to speak. Glorious white space–comprised of ones and zeros–waiting to be defaced, enlivened, and brought to life with words.

I can’t promise you that I will write well, but I can promise that I will write. So come back often. Find a comfortable spot. Perhaps a nice, overstuffed, old chair, or tucked under the covers  illuminated by the warm glow of your phone, or even outside on a sunny day resting your head on the soft ground beneath an old shade tree. Bring a good drink. Or two. Sit back and enjoy the ride. I know I will.