is today tuesday? will it tell me when i publish this draft?

I'll risk redundancy, and remind everyone who visits this page to check out www.gogalavanting.com.  In fact, look forward to seeing it in every post.  Because it's who I am.  Maybe in the future I'll try to cleverly hide it.  It can be like looking for Hitchcock in all his films.  But in order to count on this, I've realized that there is an importance to my actually posting.  And, not only do I have to post regularly, but apparently they have to be interesting, compelling posts.  They need to be a reflection of my character, or an open window to my world of passionate hobbies...

Things you may have already deduced from my past two posts might be: an attachment to travel, www.gogalavanting.com, and English (due to my studying it).  But let's put calculations aside, for now.  Math can be tiresome.  

Instead, let's talk about something I've recently taken a fancy to.  We're talking better than ice cream, better than sunsets, and right up there with puppies.  Lately, I've been all about beards.  On boys.  Though I have never seen a bearded woman... But no, seriously, beards are awesome.  Kind of.  I mean, just now I googled 'beards' in an effort to find pictures.  And apparently there's even a beards.org, which shouldn't surprise anyone.  However, the website ---it's not what I'm thinking of.  I mean, I guess beards are beards are beards.  As is evidenced by this google-imaged photograph:

                                        

But I'll admit that this whole thing about beards started when I first saw a great example of it, in person.  Isn't that how many things begin?  With inspiration?  

I'll spare you the details of the original boy with the beard, for now.  It's actually simpler than one might imagine.  There was no sordid love affair that left me tragically nostalgic for facial hair.  In fact, I can say it in one line.  There was a class I had with a boy, with a beard, and he was so attractive that I grinned all my feelings out whenever we talked together.  The end.  But what I love about all this is that it was an acquired taste.  Beards.  And just imagine what might happen in the future, with other people I may come across.  The things and experiences that may captivate me, that I couldn't have dreamed of alone!  Isn't it wonderful?  This wondrous world?