Day: June 4, 2018

Bow Tie o’ the Day wants a tattoo, and I am adamant that it will not happen. One thing I don’t allow is for paisley to be covered up by anything at all. As for me, I have a few tats. My first tat, which is shown here, is my fave-rave. I got it stabbed into my arm in 1989. I couldn’t decide exactly what design would suit me for my entire life, so I decided the best thing to do was to get precisely what I wanted: a TATTOO. 💪 🔪

Bow Tie o’ the Day has made a pal of my new gadget. They are inseparable. The first thing I learned about these ear things is that they’re not called hearing “aids” anymore. My ear doc made that very clear. I thought he was going to bite my deaf ear off about that. No, they are called hearing “devices.” Sorry, doc, I didn’t mean to offend anyone by my device-ism. But the DEVICE feels comfortable. The test will be how often I have to say “Huh?” to Suzanne.