Picking Flowers

Between the English Department and the Comparative Literature Department I flooded my university schedule with classes in Twentieth Century Literature—American, English, French, Italian, German—specific author concentrations—Shakespeare, Milton, Blake, Pope, Cervantes, Dostoevsky—and several other survey courses—Restoration Drama, Romantic Poetry, Latin and Greek Drama, Medieval Literature. Add to this some supporting courses in Literary Criticism, Linguistics, Rhetoric, and I left the university with what I felt was an excellent understanding of literature.

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Hair Today …

Fully vaccinated I decided to give myself a haircut. After a full year hiding out in my rooms I had gone full-Santa but I noticed a difference from earlier hirsute adventures: my hair was drastically thinning with age and rather than looking jolly, I spent most of my time trying to keep my hair out of my mouth. Not only that, but my face mask was severely compromised by my nascent Billy Gibbons beard. But back to the do-it-yourself aspect of the quest to overcome rogue hair.

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