Stalemate, Facial Hair and Decaf

So I taught Jessica chess last night (she wrote all of the moves and rules on a 4×6 card) and she up and beats me. In my defense, it was a stalemate; but she had a pawn and king left whereas I only had a king. Beginners luck.

Went to this barber today, and he was top notch. He did that sweeping motion of scissors and comb that only barbers can. And then he did the whole shaving cream and straight razor thing on the back of my neck. Can’t beat that. Well worth the $4 tip, even if he did babble on and on about Jimmy Buffet.

Tomorrow I teach the over 45 class and essentially have a question and answer time about what I plan for the young adult fellowship. I think I’ll be talking about the relationship between Israel and Moses and the danger of having a man in the place of God.

My facial hair is really annoying me. Glaciars would cover New England before a beard would grow in, but my moustache grows like a Frenchman’s armpit hair, leaving me looking like a child molester. *sigh*

Oh and four times today I tried to work on the wedding video (in four different programs, Adobe Aftereffects, Nero Movie Maker, Showbiz DVD and Microsoft Movie Maker) and it hung my computer. This is certainly not starting off on the right foot.

I’m not a big fan of decaf. Dunkin’ Donuts decaf is like pizza without the cheese. Just doesn’t do anything for me.

Oh and did you realize that it’s not kosher to put two spaces after a period anymore. That was one of the biggest shakeups I’ve had in a while. Don’t think I’ll be able to break myself of it.

Ok, I’m done.