Tag: hair

  • hairy

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    My hair’s quite long now, although when I say “quite long,” I mean it’s grown past the top of my collar in back, covers my ears, and hangs in my eyes if I don’t comb it back. That’s as long as I’ve ever worn it in my life.  I used to wear it about as Read.

  • haircut

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    I went to the barber shop to get my hair cut. I’d been going to a local shop on the main street, which I’d rather do than go to the chain store down on the corner, but I’d like it a lot more if I knew all the ins and outs of barber shop etiquette. Read.

  • shorn

    I scared the hell out of a hair stylist the other day. Here’s how it happened. I usually meet My Darling B for dinner at Alchemy on Thursday night. Right next door there’s a tonsorial establishment of some kind – not merely a barber shop, but a place where one of the things they do Read.

  • Haircut

    Day off from work today with My Darling B – AWESOME! And not just today but tomorrow and Friday, too, so we can cram as much movie watching into the five days of the Wisconsin Film Festival as possible. The festival doesn’t kick off until six o’clock this evening but we took the whole day Read.

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