I must be getting old. This morning I was walking by a spot under the freeway, and there was a work crew chopping away at the ivy (or should I say one guy was chopping, the others were walking around with big shears…scary). I suspect they were a sheriff or jail crew. I confess my first thought was…where’s the supervisor? These guys are carrying HUGE garden shears. So as I was walking by and shrinking away from the shears, I noticed one guy who was all pierced up…he had multi piercing in his ears, nose and cheek. He had at least three different sizes of metallic gold rings through the nasal septum. Ouch! It was blinding in the sun.

I have seen pierced noses that look all right before–I prefer the little “dot” on the side of the nose–on women. But this ox ring through the nose–well…this guy looked like a bull on display at the state fair. All shiny and purty in his chains. I know I’m getting old, because I still hearken back to the days when one earring in a man’s ear was “cool”–and you know it was always the left ear. We used to ooooh and aaaaah. Now I’m just getting blinded by the bling. For sure, I am getting old.