The barber wasn’t there.


Today I gathered my gumption to get the beard whacked, and Tiny Tina wasn’t there. Perhaps this is a sign that I should brave it out and see how long I can stand it.

I’m a bit concerned about Tina though… she never takes the day off. I know that her daughter is with child… hopefully there have been no complications.

The sign did say, “Come back Friday! Wait for me!” (emphatically might I add). Funny how it seemed like a message just for me, telling me to keep it together and brave the meeting I have with clients tomorrow. I know Tina though, and she can convey genuine compassion. That sign was for everyone.

To be honest, I don’t mind the unruly face fur, in fact, I enjoy tugging on it and rubbing my fingers through it, and it tickles my ear. It’s good for the ponderous moments.

It’s almost like a pet, my beard.

So in lieu of the clippers, I decided to take myself further into Kentucky to visit Best Buy. I had three things on my list, all video games. They had none, and their information about release dates was wrong. I wandered through the aisles and nothing leapt into my hands.

This was certainly unusual. I used to leave with a lighter wallet whenever I went to Best Buy – but the feeling I had was distasteful. Foreign.

Gladly leaving, I decided to grab some vittles at Schlotsky’s for a sandwich and pizza. I wish there was a Schlotzsky’s Deli closer to me. As far as chain medium-fast food goes, it’s a winner.

I drove back across the river as the warm gray day spat drizzle.

The Underground Railroad Museum construction was looking formidable on the riverfront, next to the completed baseball stadium that will open for the first time next month. This place was also foreign, but in a good way. As spring approaches and the construction wraps up, I’m sure it will be a splendid riverfront.

Twarted all around, I decided I could do my work in the evening from home and continue my quest for the videogames I played in St. Louis.

Going to the local store, the doors were propped open to let the 55 degree air in.

I was greeted and asked what I was looking for, and I rattled off my list.

Yeehaw. 2 out of 3 aint bad… and I picked up a few used games that saved me a few bucks on stuff I didn’t need anyway.

They sit next to me on the couch, still in their plastic wrappings. I got suckered into “The Truth About Cats and Dogs” on the tv and cooked up some stir fry.

The dialog from the movie perks up my ears, “Did you ever look at yourself in the mirror and your face becomes shapes… not good or bad, just shapes.”

Why yes, as a matter of fact, I have. Why the long face, folks would tease. And now I sit, tugging on my beard, realizing that as shapes go, I’m certainly exhibiting them. Not good or bad… just shapes.

Time to play video games and hope that Tina is available on friday…