One thing about having freshly-clippered hair is that it reminds me that I’m not a fan of the shape of my head.
The unsupported use case of Bix Frankonis’ disordered, surplus, mediocre midlife in St. Johns, Oregon—now with climate crisis, rising fascism, increasing disability, eventual poverty, and inevitable death.
Read the current manifesto. (And the followup.)
Rules: no fear, no hate, no thoughtless bullshit, and no nazis.
One thing about having freshly-clippered hair is that it reminds me that I’m not a fan of the shape of my head.