Haircut day. Which means its off to Santa Rosa to Daredevils & Queens, where two of my pals, Misty and April, rock the sharp scissors. Both are amazing hairdressers, even better people. . .so I'm forced to show no allegiance, flipping a coin each time what's left of my hair demands trimming (actually, it's Andi who insists as left to my own devices I'd let the sorry follicles just keep on keepin' on). Today, Misty won the flip, likely no great joy for her aside from the cool two dollar tip I always leave.
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