THREE MORE DAYS...AND THIS IS AS FAR AS IT GOES...

Sad news for the huddled masses yearning for the Troll to expose a limb or any of the large quantities of adipose tissue at his disposal--- this is as close to HNT as we are going to get on this or any other Thursday; there are certain things I just can't inflict on a community of friends. In other words: friends don't let Some Other Friends post pictures they shouldn't.

This is the Very Short Haircut I got to celebrate my birthday, and it feels more than half-naked. In hindsight my barber was dead right when she argued I should leave the top longer: my hair grows around my head in a spiral, and I can sort of argue with it once it's long enough to have weaknesses --- at this point it's just plain ornery. The good thing, of course, is that it rumored to grow back, even if the newly exposed gray is probably here to stay.

To those of you who wondering why I didn't give it up for Lent, I have now officially given up beating up on Flip for Easter; so he's off the hook till Pentecost. And for those of you who keep track of such things, today is Adolf Hitler's 111th birthday; here's to many happy returns in whatever pit of sulphur and Zyklon B his soul now inhabits.