I’m thinking of having a shin dig, a big rough and tough ramble, a barbeque complete with beer and cigarettes and all sorts of good foody hellishness to say good bye to my teeth. I want it to be realtime and broadcast at the same time. If anyone is interested, let me know. We’ll have a global farewell to a toothy grin. Let’s not allow this to be a sad occassion. Let’s mark it as a reminder of truth and perspective. Let’s relish in reality and remind ourselves, of anything, that things could always be worse.
By the way, I think I look really cute without the beard. What do you think?