Daniel stopped by to try some of that onion soup we’ve been nursing, trim-up / survey the hair situation, and drop off his ailing iBook.

He took one look at the mop on my head, smirked and announced he’ll only be trimming it a little and that he’s really digging the whole Bobby Sherman thing.

He trimmed up Chad’s hair first while I Googled Bobby Sherman.

Chad’s been threatening to buzz his head for two weeks now… All he needed was a trim to clean up his neck – he’s feeling better now.

Meanwhile I can’t get over, (and neither can Danny) – how darn curly his hair is… it’s SO curly – and SO pretty it’s approaches a kind of glamourous vulgarity… especially considering some women pay big bucks to get locks like these.

Meanwhile I’m not blogging.