One can expect a post now and then about haircuts, especially when a scalp such as mine serves to confuse barbers. So guess who’s sporting a Novak Djokovich haircut..or..er.. something like it. I look different after each haircut, I think I can make a career out of disguising myself. All I need now is a cape, some tight underpants, an alternate lifestyle and voila! Your friendly, slightly lazy superhero.
And how am I to just figure that a hardback book titled “Beethoven” would be all about hearing aids and aural improvement? There is creativity, and there is creativity seasoned with rudeness.
What-ho! Looks like I just made it in time to save November 2007 with this albeit incoherent and purposeless posting, only to let everyone (myself included) know that an article is due and awaiting approval from my intuition. Wish me luck.
