Ya know, even a crusty old mountain man gets down right disgusted with his hair being long and scruffy.  Even though God gave me some good hair on the sides of my head, he skipped the fertilizer on the top some and when that hair gits causing me to grieve some, it has to come off.

Today was one of those days.  Yesterday was bad, but today the decision was made that it was time for me to git on over to Wyatts barber shop and have it managed some.  I always put off getting hair cuts until the guys at Wyatts hate it when I walk in.  They know they are going to have to work pretty hard to earn their $10, plus put up with my B.S. the whole time.  I just can’t seem to be quiet and I butt into most every conversation that goes on in their.  Today was no exception.

Well, I told them about my website…you know the one…bearsbutt.com and Brent said he would check it out some day.  I reminded him to include the “s” or he might end up on some site he didn’t want to be on.

So, to those of you who live in the Northern end of Utah, be sure and visit Wyatt’s Barber Shop when you need your “Do” done!

Tell them Bears Butt sent you in.  It won’t get you any discount or anything, nor will it get me any discounts either.  But it might start you off on a good conversation about one of the best mountain men in all of this part of the land.

Bears Butt

Nov. 2011