We went out with a group to a neighborhood bar-type restaurant for dinner yesterday. We were a bit rowdy (the fun kind, not destructive) and had a great a waiter that was happy to play along.

Lately I do look younger. I come from a genome that has the bad manners to remain rather young looking until we are in our late 70s. Even then, we tend to look about 10 years younger than we are. I also do have a new hairstyle from a very talented young hairdresser and it does compliment what tends to be halo of long banana curls and waves, all doing whatever they want on my head. She has also added layers of auburn and dark brown color to the blonde, which oddly makes me look younger.

Something about our recent daily fucking seems to be removing more signs of age. So for my skin-care regime I recommend getting a lot of time screwing (and blowing) a hard cock.

So back to dinner, I ordered a gin and tonic (tell you later why these are especially yummy to me). He carded me (teehee). I do not look under 21. I thanked the young man and showed him my ID. We like to tip waiters well, but he got a very, very good tip.