* have you seen the video for rosanna by toto? That drummer isn’t that good looking of a guy I don’t think. How in the hell could he get rosanna arquette? And I wonder how she feels about the song? Do you think she gets all nostalgic for the times when she was hanging with him and the other guys from toto? Or do you think she is more along the lines of, “god, I am glad I got out of that, I was too good for that guy and it is repeatedly made obvious by the obsession he expresses in this song…”?

* I just got a new hairscut yesterday. My girl Laura at the Bang! Bang! Salon did me up right. She cut my hair for the first time about three months ago. Before that, I hadn’t been in a barber’s chair in about eleven years.
See, I had learned, like most guys do, to use a set of clippers in college. We all pretty much had the same haircut, so it was easy for a few of us to learn how to do it for each other. You could do it yourself, but it’s just hard to get the back just with that gradual fade effect. But I learned the back of my noggin and how to use a hand mirror in conjunction with a wall mirror in order to get it right.
So after the beards beCAUSE campaign finished up and I had that mop kicking, it seemed only natural to go to Laura since she kicked ass at the finale even with trimming the facial hair of some of our growers.
I gotta tell you, it was a real throwback for me. When I was growing up, I got haircuts at one of two places. I either went to Sue at the Manor Barbershop where I take my allowance along and go next door to Smitty’s hobby shop for a new matchbox car.
Or when I was at my dad’s house and we went out to visit my grandmother (mi-mi yerg) she would cut my hair. Meem had her own shop in the front room of their farmhouse where she would do the local women’s hair. Betty’s beauty shop. All these older women with their boufants and stuff sitting under the hair dryers that jas and I would use like space ships. They would sit there and gossip all afternoon.
Meem had that sink with the lip on it to rest your neck where she would wash your hair before cutting it. She always scrubbed my head so hard with her fingernails. And then she would proceed to cut your hair the way she wanted. Not the style that you walked in there with, but the style she looked good on you. She would part my hair on the opposite side sometimes, totally going against my cowlicks. And if she happen to cut your ear with the scissors, it must have been your fault for moving.
But when laura cut my hair for the first time, I got the wash treatment as well. It just made me think back to all those times in meem’s chair. Kinda sad. Especially since meem has gotten older. She isn’t the same women that she once was. Alzheimer’s. and they coverted her old shop into a first floor bedroom. So that is gone…

* I am so stoked that stone temple pilots are getting back together! I am a huge grunge fan. Never really got away from the music of the early to mid 90’s since it was such a growth period for me. Seriously, like, seven or eight inches. Taller. But I wasn’t a big concert goer, so when bands like this get back together, it give me a second chance. With any luck, the deleo’s won’t get sick of weiland before they make it to charlotte for the rumored august 17th show. Now if we could just resurrect kurt and layne, I could see ALL my bands from that time.

* So, last night after seeing the drunk lugnuts play a set at mac’s speed shop, I was on my way home and decided to stop in for one last glass of wine at dolce vita. The crowd from their half off glass of wine night (which seems to be growing in popularity) had kind of died out at little by 11, so it was nice and low key. After ordering a tasty montepulciano, I turned and saw a familiar face. Here is the odd part. I had never seen that face before… not in person. This young lady and I became acquainted a few years ago (we later determined it must have been in 2004) on myspace.com, but never met in person. We maybe batted around the idea a few times, but neither of us were aggressive about it. It was weird being in conversations with her and other people and knowing the answers to all the questions others asked of her because of our online endeavors. All in all, it was a pleasant surprise.
It makes you wonder, how many friends do you have out there in the virtual world that you have never physically met? What is holding you back from meeting them?