How an unchallenged suburban kid from WNY who grew up loving Star Trek, joined the University of Arizona marching band and enjoys ice hockey, blackjack, documentaries, non-fiction sections in bookstores, musicals, Harry Potter, discussing the philosophical contexts of Lost, the Hollywood Bowl and misses the Fairfax Farmers Market karaoke, has found that he belongs in Los Angeles.
Friday, August 29, 2008
Gray or bald?
After learning today from the woman who cuts my hair that gray is coarser and often thicker, I'd rather be gray-haired. I can always dye that. Instead I continue to pay for haircuts that will soon be unnecessary. Today was a $40 spot. But I'll gladly pay that every time knowing I'lll be happy when it's done and that I'll have that half hour of interesting conversation. I still miss you Deniece of Shapes and Colours on Wolf Road in Colonie.
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