Ginger Beard: The Glory Days

Ginger Beard: The Glory Days

In Seattle, circa 2002. Wife, baby, beard.

In the innocent age before selfie ubiquity, the above photo was originally taken by a stranger high atop the Space Needle. Why am I clothed in a red beard whose age is roughly equivalent to the baby boy my wife is holding? Call it my Ginger Period, a pre-hipster homage to the beloved 1890s.


In Chiang Mai, Thailand, circa 2014.

There is no denying it: the ginger beard twelve years on is a shadow of its former self. The glory days have faded into gray days. However, I have found an oil which is said to have mythical, restorative powers. Check back here in twelve years.


Wisdom Offers a Q-and-A

Wisdom Offers a Q-and-A

Thai Goes...To the Color Orange

Thai Goes...To the Color Orange