Let's Yes!

I just couldn't take it anymore!

I've changed the new blog from yesdefinitely.blogspot.com to letsyes.blogspot.com.

"YesDefinitely" just wasn't doing it for me, whereas every single time I thought of my Japanese kids Sakura and Churasan singing, "Let's yes!" to all my hare-brained ideas.

And I could spend the rest of my life regretting the name but not changing because it would be too much trouble and jostle the readers too much, or I could say Yes.

Forgiveness please for the trouble this may have caused for you, but if you're looking for me, you can check under the sea 'cause that is where you'll find me, over at 2009: Let's Yes!

Please say yes and change all your readers and etc. accordingly. And I promise you, this will never happen again.

Let's yes in 2009!

Beard, No Hair

The barber (the same one from last week, though he didn't recognize me) shaved off about 75% of my hair, and cut the front with scissors. I wondered if he thought, "Geez, this guy just got a haircut." And I thought how funny it'd be if he was like, "And, God, whoever did it was terrible."

He was more conservative with the front, and though I thought it looked pretty good, it wasn't short enough. And really, the purpose of this haircut was to have something different, not something that looks good. Also, my hair grows like a weed so I figured it'd hit this stage of looking good in a week or three.

I had him keep going, then thought, "Eep, that's a little too short," but the mission was accomplished.

And how does it look? I think I look like a weird GI Joe with a skinny head and a beard. And my gray hairs are a lot more noticeable. And the sides are so short it's like baby bear fuzz instead of human hair.

But I like it!

If I get into a fight, no one's gonna be able to grab me by my luscious locks and slam me into the concrete, that's for sure.

Beard or No Beard, Hair or No Hair

(The first half of this entry's title... it's from something, right? I didn't make it up, but can't quite place where it's from.)

Winter = beard. Especially when I'm funemployed. I haven't shaved since... right around Thanksgiving, in fact, when my 90-year-old grandfather would sarcastically ask me about my horrible, unshaven face every few minutes.

I always go two ways about the beard (much as I'll go two ways about its dreaded relative, the moustache). Sometimes I don't mind it, since I don't have to look at myself 24 hours a day. But then when I see photos like this one from New Year's Eve, I cringe.


Ugh, I look like Sinbad (the Sailor, not the Comedian). Or Bluto. Or some cartoon hobo man. You see what you white devils do to us vaguely ethnic types? We end up feeling bad about ourselves because we aren't all pink and hairless. But remember this, you European a-holes: We Filipinos killed Magellan. He didn't make it around the world, he died at the hands of Lapu-Lapu!

Anyway, then I thought, "Maybe the beard just doesn't match the hairstyle," since I've basically had the same hair since I was nine years old, except for that brief attempt last year. The picture above, in which I'm wearing a hat, would seem to refute this beard/hair theory, but come on, it's Another Year of Yes!

And I can't stop thinking about just shaving my head. I haven't done it since right before getting my passport picture taken (over a decade ago), and I'm curious how it would look. Not entirely shaved, mind you, just super short, the same length as my bristles.

Then I'll see how much will grow back by the end of June, when I can make myself look all fancy-like for my brother's wedding.

Last week, I went to the barber for a pre-New Year's Eve haircut, but he totally didn't do what I had asked (I wanted a teeny-tiny trim, since I was "growing out" my hair, but he gave me a normal haircut, undoing months of effort). And so I can either stick with more of the same, or I can elect change.

So unless I take a nap today and end up doing something else, I might revisit the barber and Yes Definitely it up.

New Year, New Blog

And here we are in 2009! I sure hope it's mighty fine. Did you know about Divine? She was supposedly the inspiration for Ursula in Disney's The Little Mermaid.


But anyway, to the new readers, welcome!

The story so far is this: Last year I decided to start saying yes to things, mostly to avoid future regrets of the things I failed to do. And I blogged about these escapades. That was my Year of Yes. Now in 2009, I continue the mission.

And today I said yes to one of those things that I normally wouldn't because I'm lazy and I hate learning... I figured out how to import my old blog (yes2008.blogspot.com) into this one, so that all the glories of 2008 could be relived again and again under this new URL.

It wasn't that hard, but the idea of figuring it out, finding the help page and then actually DOING it was kind of daunting, especially on this hangover-y day when I just want to lazily play Smash Bros. and then take a nap.

But I did it! Even when the help pages weren't that helpful ("Upload your file," they said, but what file? How do I turn my blog into a file? What do you mean I have to find and then click on another help page to get that information? And they call this the future?), I struggled through the reading and then actually did the damn thing and here we are.

This wasn't a big deal, but don't expect fireworks on the first day. I mean, come on.

And here's the link...

http://yesdefinitely.blogspot.com/

Yes2009 was taken. YesForever? Ruined by some dizzy schoolgirl who clearly doesn't take the word "forever" to heart. And while I liked the Japanese style "Let's Yes," the URL's lack of an apostrophe made me squeamish.

So I went with the best answer from my Magic Eight Ball. Somewhere I have (had?) a Magic Eight Ball that actually works. It's got a huge crack in it that I tried to repair with this white plaster (?). The water has faded to a dull yellow and a lot of it has evaporated, but damned if it doesn't/didn't answer every question accurately.

When I think of real-life magic items (magic items being the best part of Dungeons and Dragons), it's fitting and accurate and kind of cool that the only one I've ever come across is that old Eight Ball.

That story has nothing to do with anything Yes-related, though.

Anyway, if you would like to continue reading the blog (and I certainly hope you do), please update your RSS feeds or Google Reader or whatever it is that you do, and I'll see you over there.

As for now, I'm gonna start the New Year off right by getting a cheezburger.