Mon, 11:40: The guy who got a haircut ahead of me asked for his hair to be swept off the floor and given back to him in a plastic sack. That was … new. Including for the hairdresser (I asked), who added that the guy said over and over again, “I want to look like a little boy.”
When I was done the hairdresser jokingly asked if I also wanted my hair from off the floor. No thanks! https://t.co/Pnf90F1Pi6

Mon, 19:50: #BirthWeek train #4! Cutting right through downtown Renton, in the middle of the street, passing right in front of Melrose Grill.
I got stupidly excited when a train finally passed by. Not so much because I’m excited by trains as a rule, but because it kept with this year’s Birth Week theme and thereby made it worth choosing a steakhouse for dinner with Danielle and her girls, even though I’m a vegetarian! (They actually have a veggie pasta on their menu that’s delicious.) https://t.co/CeBVDHQNZX