Susanne’s Polo Match/Requiem for Beard
we went to some place that was very far from my house to watch susanne play polo (something i had been meaning to do for a while) and to raise money for lighthouse (something that sounded like a good thing to do – they’re nice people doing great work and i’m sure they could use the money). it was my first polo match. i wore a brown dress with white polka dots and a matching wide brimmed hat. however, after being propositioned by jason alexander, i switched back to regular, more masculine clothing. anyway, for anyone who doesn’t know how polo works, it’s a little like youth soccer. everyone is pretty much clumped around the ball, and then someone gets it going and they break away for a goal. the exception is when (as in this picture below) it appears that no one can find the ball; then they’re sorta like a bunch of atlanta road crew workers on horses.
aaaaand, here is a picture of me, or more specifically of my beard. this posting will be a lasting testament to the power and masculinity that was my beard. fare thee well, my strong friend, fare thee well.
