February 19, 2026
Usually when I'm late for anything, there is a good reason for it. If I am not taking care of business for my dad, I'm helping Boss out with something.
Today I messaged Logan letting him know I would be available around 1:30pm. Yes I did my usual routine with Boss to make sure he was set for the day. Yes I took care of some business regarding my dad. The time I took cutting my hair and shaving should have been last priority.
I like both looks. I like the hairy bearded mountain man look. After a while it gets old. It is time to enjoy the semi clean shaven to clean shaven version of me.
I don't like keeping the same look all the time. It drives me crazy. It is more than the "look." It is where my mind is. The journey I am on at the time. I cannot tell you how many Black men and women with beautiful locs I have complimented and admired in just the last week. There's even a White guy at the grocery store with them. Not bad but definitely not as strategically sectioned and twisted.
Yes. I am pretty sure I will start that journey again. But for now I have to get all this shit off me!
It wouldn't have been so bad if I would have cut my hair earlier in the morning. But as usual I have my routine with Boss. It is already 1:15pm.
"I am getting ready to cut my hair and shave. I will meet you around 2pm," I message him.
I finish up and know for certain I have to take a shower. Yesterday's funk is burning my nostril hairs. This heat gives no leeway for going a day without washing these pits. Let's not even get on the man bush and funky butt. Yes it is close to 2pm already.
Logan was with a friend that I really wanted to meet. They waited. I didn't get there until 2:30pm.
They had been in Old Sac since about 1:15pm. I missed out on meeting his friend.
Although Logan didn't make much of a deal out of it, I couldn't help but think he was disappointed. I was disappointed in myself.
He did seem a little less energetic as usual. I couldn't help but to think that is my tardiness. "I'm sure he is tired of me always pushing things back. Usually my reasoning is valid. But today it's because I wanted to cut my hair?
We did check out a new bowling alley/arcade close by. They didn't have the much there that caught either of our attention. But I do order a burger and fries that's to die for. Delicious in every kind of way imaginable.
We did chat for a while. I could have totally misread his body language. Maybe he was genuinely tired from the night prior and just needed a nap. Maybe he was a bit disappointed that I missed out on the opportunity to meet his friend. And then it could have been a little of both. I do know this 90 degree heat drains the hell out of me. This is just March. We haven't reached the triple digits yet.
I am not sure what tomorrow will bring. I do know he will be leaving. Hopefully I can catch him just long enough to do something with him tomorrow.