I got my hair cut and highlighted yesterday. I love my hairdresser Kasey, but yesterday she was driving me crazy with her talk of her two pitbulls. I know more about those two creatures’ habits, likes and dislikes than a person needs to know. She’s 6 months pregnant and has to give away the big pit bull Charlie because he is evidently a pussycat who loves to flop his big ass 100 pound self on her lap and get petted. Blah, Blah. Blah. Hairdressers should know when to shut the hell up and just do their thing.. BTW she’s naming their baby boy-fetus Logan with no middle name because her husband’s Italian and the people in the part of Italy his family is from do not believe in middle names, but if it was a girl-fetus the name would beLoreleiJaneandtheLoreleiisfromsomebodyon
TheGilmoreGirlsandKasyandherhusband
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wastalkingtomeyesterday.
I was willing myself to breathe and be calm and wishing my hair was naturally cut, highlighted and cute so I wouldn’t have to hear these stories. I wish I could just stare at Kasey’s vivid green walls and the plastic neon pink flowers that were held in a glass vase at her work station. The upside? My hair looks fabulous.
I just watched For Your Consideration and I didn’t love it like Guest’s other movies, but it’s still worthy. The standouts:
Fred Willard as an Entertainment Tonight-type host with weird freaking rooster comb hair.
Ed Begley, Jr as a gay make up artist
Catherine O’Hara as an over-the-hill actress who believes the hype found on the “WorldWide Interweb.” In the last part of the film she gets a face life, Botox and collagen and goes from a normal looking person to a plastic Hollywood woman. Catherine O’Hara really did give an Oscar worthy performance. She was very good.
Parker Posey was also in the movie and everytime I see her in a movie I think of old Feral Wolfy—may he rest in peace in someone’s basement and/or tool shed.
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Ya know, I feel the same way - I enjoy quiet when I am getting my hair done. And my father has no middle name either, but I didn't think that was an Italian tradition, just that his mother ran out of names after having nine children. He was named the Fifth in Italian. - blu
i got my hair cut today and my hairdresser did the same thing. i just shut my eyes and nodded my head occasionally and said oh yeah, yep, okay. i now know her mother is in ICU, her youngest child likes to roll in mud, her dad is recovering from surgery, her oldest daughter is 14 but looks 17. yadda yadda yadda.
emma. thanks for the Office update on my blog. :)
I simply say, "If I fall asleep while you're doing my hair, I'll double the tip." And then I try to fall asleep.
It works, no one talks to me.
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