As I've been reading Clarissa, Deirdre has been taking photographs of me each day and posting them to her blog:
This little photographic essay has required that I put on a clean shirt every day.
A little word about my facial hair: Normally I keep the beard trimmed to a length that almost resembles a hip unshaven look (or would if it weren't all white), but I'm letting it grow wild this summer, rather curious how long it can get before it starts driving me and everyone else crazy. So far I haven't gotten any "Yo Charles, what's with the ZZ Top look?" comments, and I haven't found anything living in there.