I have eaten about 62 mini marshmallows.  I feel my tongue now coated with the powdery residue.  And my conscience coated with guilt and disbelief.  Yet I could not stop popping the small, spongy pillowed squares into my mouth as I responded to that email...........argghhh.  Put it aside; don't allow any mental room for that to hang out in.......think of something else.............

Tonight I got a "bob" from my favorite, very entertaining hair cutter - he is SO much more than just a haircutter, and of course he will tell you that........I like how my hair feels - kinda swingy and carefree; Mark told me, as he was cutting away, it's "kinda hip, cool, retro, youthful...."  Who wouldn't want this?  Of course, I mentioned how I'd been looking up his phone # a few weeks ago (but never called of course; I just happened to stop by this afternoon as I walked thru town back to work).  And when I was online, I'd found several u-tube videos of Mark doing his "shtick".  "yeah" he says "it's like Lenny Bruce, you know?"  I had to admit, there was a foul, blue note quality to it, but I told him that I had split a gut watching one about an old geezer friend of his Dad's who had a poorly fitted set of false teeth and claimed to have made love to 10,000 women............lo and behold, mark started doing the "shtick"  right then and there.  Sitting in the chair, the black robe restricting my windpipe, my hair combed all forward over my face like cousin "It", darned if he didn't start the story , complete with the very realistic whistle and schloppy ss'sssssss that the old guy had.  I was shaking with laughter, and surprisingly not at all concerned how this might affect my haircut - especially when he got to the part - and I knew darned well it was coming - how the geezer insisted that he'd made love to 10,000 women, but he never, no never, went "south of the border, down mexico way."  It went on and on, and he asked if I'd seen the one where he talks about his great aunt and grandmother talking about their constipation - "cause that's what old folks talk about!"  he declared.  

Then, he told me "get up, bend over, shake your hair all around. Good, good!"
"You see, this is a science, and I'm really good at it.  I knew you were ready for this.  You can't keep doing that 'layer me up' thing.  You have to change, go forward...I have skills...........I've been waiting; you weren't ready before.  But tonight I knew you were ready.  It's a science."  Love you markie...