Tuesday, August 12, 2008

Home again, home again, jiggity jig...

Hey, Paul - yup, Alfred E. Newman stands as tall as ever, and the Coin Castle reigns proudly over the Seaside Heights boardwalk. Very little has changed, except that the arcades have less video games and more "win tickets" games. Why would kids pump money into video games, when they have better versions on their home systems?

The remainder of the trip was quite nice. This morning, we didn't get back to the beach. We were debating about going from 9 until 10, but The Boy was fussy and tired. We packed him up and drove home - took about an hour and a half, as expected. When you vacation from Sunday night until Tuesday morning, the traffic is not an issue.

The big decision today is, should I shave my head & grow the goatee back, or remain face-clean shaven and just trim the hair on top? On the one side, the grey hair and size of the bald spot are quite traumatic for me, but the look is gentler and I like showing off a fine-looking chin. On the other side, the shaved-head look is a lot cleaner and neater, but the wife doesn't like the scratchy beard as much.

Sigh.

I hate making decisions like this. That's why I got married. Professionally, I have no problem making quick and hard decisions; I have no problem, at the drop of a hat, doing what is necessary to get from point A to point Z the best way. In my personal life, I am horribly indecisive. I don't like choosing what's for dinner, I don't like choosing buying my clothing, and I don't like choosing hairstyles. The best part of having a Jewish wife is that I don't have to make those decisions.

More info to follow. I'm sure that you're waiting with baited breath.

1 comment:

Paul D. Keiser said...

I knew he'd still be there. I wasn't worried in the least. After all...

What, me worry!?

Nice to know some things don't change.