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Memorial Day Weekend
Ever have one of those dining experiences where the service is borderline suck and every time you slag on the waiter, he's right behind you? Well, yeah, all of today's been like that, so what should I have expected?
Anyway. I also wish my daughter would forgive me for getting the haircut I shouldn't have, so she could fix my ugly soccer-mom/boy hair. Or point me somewhere else to go. (Please? I love you, kiddo!) As![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
drebleloaw said, $9 haircuts are great, except when they look like a $9 haircut.
But before today, it's been an adventure. It started when we took a drive Saturday afternoon after the Rib Cookoff that ended up in Detroit, home of lots of dead buildings and a couple of casinos that are surprisingly hard to get to. We also found a weekend long Twilight Zone: bizarre outlet stores that weren't really there, the signs only existing to lure you into a town you couldn't very easily get out of, that led into the farmlands of forever, where the road turned away every time you caught a glimpse of a line of streetlights, or even electric towers; state routes with small towns punctuating stretches of abandoned houses, farms, and warehouses; no one on the roads, even at rush hours; and a pervasive sense of weirdness everwhere.
Needless to say, we had fun.
Anyway. I also wish my daughter would forgive me for getting the haircut I shouldn't have, so she could fix my ugly soccer-mom/boy hair. Or point me somewhere else to go. (Please? I love you, kiddo!) As
drebleloaw said, $9 haircuts are great, except when they look like a $9 haircut. But before today, it's been an adventure. It started when we took a drive Saturday afternoon after the Rib Cookoff that ended up in Detroit, home of lots of dead buildings and a couple of casinos that are surprisingly hard to get to. We also found a weekend long Twilight Zone: bizarre outlet stores that weren't really there, the signs only existing to lure you into a town you couldn't very easily get out of, that led into the farmlands of forever, where the road turned away every time you caught a glimpse of a line of streetlights, or even electric towers; state routes with small towns punctuating stretches of abandoned houses, farms, and warehouses; no one on the roads, even at rush hours; and a pervasive sense of weirdness everwhere.
Needless to say, we had fun.
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Well, the 1st cut looked great!
2nd cut, a little sloopy but it grew out and looked good.
3rd cut, I have edited my comment for this line.
Kali.... it must run in the family,
everyone seems to have forgotten
how to push the little buttons on that thing called a
p h o n e......
lol