It occured to me, this morning, that I resemble Javier Bardem. And not the Eat, Pray, Love version of Javier Bardem. No, no. I look like Javier Bardem in No Country For Old Men.
30(ish), single and childless... I may not have much (other then my motorcycle, scooter, piano, trumpet, guitar, violin... compound mitre saw, blowtorches- that's right, plural- and a house 3 times bigger then I need) but I have my wit. Who said looks are everything?!? Afterall... wouldn't you rather be a smartass then a dumb one?!?
1 comments:
I don't think the growth on your chin helps that photo!
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