This is gonna be a quickie. I could tell you the reasons, but they’re boring and nobody really gives a tiny seahorse-shaped shitlet, anyway. Right? Right.
As promised a few weeks back, I’m going to be taking pre-orders on the RETRO first generation t-shirt design — this time on maroon. I’ll probably leave it open for a week or so, and only buy enough to cover demand.
I don’t expect to sell a huge number of these, but wanted to make it available one more time. So, if you’re interested in the old school design, with our pal the Smoking Fish, now’s your chance. Order here.
I’m definitely getting one. I have a soft spot in my big swollen heart for it…
I almost had to be airlifted to MasterCuts over the weekend, because my hair needed cut so badly. But I somehow tapped into an inner reservoir of strength and drove myself… It was touch and go for a few minutes.
The woman who performed the procedure (Morticia) asked how I wanted it cut, and I gave her the standard answer: “Use the clippers, two and four guards.”
Somehow I know the numbers, and it really helps. Most of my cuts are consistent now, and I feel like I possess a secret formula for haircut success. In the old days I just closed my eyes and hoped for the best.
But Morticia almost screwed it up on Saturday. She said, “Two on top, four on the sides?” And I said yeah, without really considering what I’d agreed to.
Then, about thirty seconds into it, I blurted, “Wait! I think I want it the other way around… I don’t want it short on the top and long on the sides! Is that what you asked?”
And she said, “Yeah, that makes more sense, but I’ve learned to never argue with customers. They know what they want.”
What do you think about that? I don’t care for it. No sane person would get their hair cut short on top, and long on the sides. And she knows this. I appreciate her no-arguing policy, but c’mon. A little professional guidance is expected.
I could’ve walked out of that place looking like Ben Franklin. And I can’t have that.
And I’ll leave you now with a Quick Question(tm).
I’d like to know your all-time favorite album cover. If you’re anything like me, you can probably come up with dozens of ’em. But what would it be if you were limited to just one?
This is mine, for whatever reason. I’ve always loved that shot, and it’s what I’m going with today. I might choose something else tomorrow, but today’s today.
What about you? Tell us about it in the comments, won’t you? And link to the cover, if you can. I think this one could be fun…
And I’ll be back tomorrow, with something a little more beefy, I hope.
See ya then!