Not a picture of me!

One might think that I would receive tons of emails from adoring fans of my blog posts. Ok, as we all know, the only types of emails I probably would receive for my blog posts would be from people in Nigeria who have millions of dollars they need to deposit into my bank account or individuals that want to sell me some Viagra. When and if I do get a genuine piece of mail, it would probably read as follows: ”Where do you come up with such wild and crazy blog posts each week?”

I am sure that many of you following my dribble wonder the same thing, so I’d like to give you a peek behind the logic I use to write a blog post. Beware though, the making of humor blogs resembles the making of scrapple; traditionally a mush of pork scraps and trimmings combined with cornmeal and wheat flour, often buckwheat flour, and spices; it’s not always a pretty sight.

The hardest thing facing me when trying to write a blog post is coming up with a topic. While I tend to think of myself as having both a wild and crazy brain, that doesn’t say I always have a topic on the tip of my tongue. One can always think of a family member or even a friend that does something considered funny or ridiculous and once that thought is implanted in my brain, well, I just let my fingers do the rest while either writing with pen and paper or typing on the computer as I am doing this moment.

In these wild and crazy times topics are usually so plentiful. For instance, should one go to their class reunion, just think of the stories one might come up with. And then there are always the presidential debates and upcoming campaigns. Both instances have a bevy of ideas that could strike me upside the head. But, as most of us know, without such ideas, those of us that enjoy writing are left with our usual ways of arriving at many rants and raves – by conducting in depth topic research.

My usual research occurs either immediately before I retire for the evening or first thing in the morning. Although I have been known to do my best research while I’m asleep. After reading some of the rants and raves I post, one might think that I sleep a lot. Truth be told I am somewhat of an insomniac. Fact is though, enough sleep or not, when I do come up with a humdinger of a topic I awaken at least long enough to write a few notes in the notebook I keep by my bed so that I do not forget what the idea was.

Then when I wake, I head to my office and get more of my idea down on paper or on my computer.  As a matter of fact, being a blog writer, as I write this blog post, I am sitting in my favorite recliner which is conveniently placed in front of the TV. What? How else can I keep up with the news and other items worthy of my writing a blog about.

While I am sure those who actually make a living writing, be it a novel or having created a successful blog site, will admit that writing can be a grueling, even painful, endeavor. And some, may even be driven to the edge of madness in their quest for perfection. I must admit that while I do enjoy writing and attempt to do it somewhat often, the one quote I try my best to follow is a quote by George Singleton who said:  

“Keep a small can of WD-40 on your desk—away from any open flames—to remind yourself that if you don’t write daily, you will get rusty.”
—George Singleton

At my age, and not having any true schedule to follow other than the one I set for myself, I do not attempt to be so driven that I would go mad (the thought of Van Gogh slicing and dicing his ear comes to mind) if I didn’t write.

My wife teases me every now and then when I attempt to grow a mustache or a goatee because it takes forever to even see the indication that some fuzz hair is straining to make its appearance on my cheeks and chin. Let’s just say that I have been known to pluck some of these straggler chin hairs while waiting for my creative muse to strike. I am attempting to do so during this lockdown period we are enduring.

Lately, what with the lockdown and some other personal crisis we have been going through, my muse has tended to be what one might call fickle, that is if she even shows up at all. It is tough to be witty and brilliant (a much better choice of words than wild and crazy) when faced with personal crisis, lockdown due to the Coronavirus, trying to grow a mustache and goatee along with insomnia. But wait, if memory serves me right, Van Gogh had both a mustache and a goatee.

Hmmm, maybe I could write a blog about growing chin hair!

Until next time!

P.S. By the way, I got tired of trying to grow a beard and mustache so I shaved everything off. What took two months to grow took all of two minutes to shave off.

8 thoughts on “Growing Chin Hair

  1. Not able to grow chin hair is a blessing these days old buddy! Here, all the Barbers are on virus lock-down too. Today I look more like an old Biker than a kindly senior. With my mostly grey beard hanging long and my hair now well over my collar when out for a walk the old ladies are crossing to the other side of the road in terror.
    After a wash it poof’s out like a pure bred poodle’s that you see on those dog shows. It would be an Afro if it didn’t have the length. “We need some groceries my better half says” — I can’t go today I tell her — I just washed my hair!
    And we thought we looked cool like this back in the 70’s. What the hell were we thinking? — Stay safe Irwin, my beardless friend!

  2. I have kept a well trimmed beard and moustache for over half a century. It started as a measure to avoid aggravating an acute case of acne vulgaris but since I became known as a man with a beard, I decided to keep it. Since the lockdown however, I have stopped trimming it and now look like a hippy of the seventies.

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