I saw a barber pole on the way to lunch and pulled out the camera. My bud who had just gotten his hair shorn there that very morning said I gotta go in.
So with his escort I enjoyed the charming establishment up close without feeling like a tourist, or like I was cheating on my Tiny Tina.
I visited her last week. (click for a before picture)
One thing both Tina’s and this shop share is a bevy of automobile ephemera. Among the many things in life that help me perpetuate stereotypes and feel like a man:
– Getting the back of my neck shaved, and
– Checking up on the latest rides
Speaking of which, the North American International Auto Show is coming up, and instead of everything coming out all at once, there are leaks.
I suppose I’m down with this new instant information economy. The new Ford Interceptor looks nice and grunty, with perhaps too much Chrysler 300m thrown into the trunk—but it’s a concept and doesn’t really have anything to do with barber shops.
Current music: They Might Be Giants “Bangs”