Oh, I forgot the best part of our bible discussion tonight. JZ was relating some recent homily about uh...Josiah? Which in essence had God grumpus with the people for being bullheaded and over literal about his laws and missing the essence of his teachings which were about loving and helping each other and JZ expressed the desire to see the whole thing translated into Plei-speak.

Irritating Biblical People: Love us the most God! We have killed the extra fatty calf. Those other dudes are so using the low fat calves. Smite them! Smite them!
Other Biblitarians: Nuh-UH! That is a total fabrication and their invocations are filled with grammatical errors and lack of tense agreement. They need a can of Smite Ass opened on them, God! Do it!
G*d: ::face palm::

Hey, David: got any long hair advice for Susan?

Use your talents for more than short!

I have no idea what Paul is doing. He's obviously still up, and there are weird thumping sounds from the basement.

JZ expressed the desire to see the whole thing translated into Plei-speak.

Eep!

It's like she sat in seminar with me...

For the record, college is totally where I decided to tell formal to take a hike WRT verbal discussion language. Before that, I so wanted to be Wm. F. B., but blunt clarity wound up being more fun.

Hey, David: got any long hair advice for Susan?

I liked your suggestions. Which parallel what I think of as "Scrappy hair." You're absolutely right that longer layers can add a lot of movement and interest to longer hair. You do need a stylist that will actually cut the hair to your face and frame it properly instead of somebody who'll just cut the layers in generically. The rule of thumb is that wherever you're making the cut (either for a blunt line, or adding in layers) is where you're going to draw the eye. So make sure the length is flattering your best features (cheekbones, eyes, mouth).

Use your talents for more than short!

Dude, you should've seen all the updo pictures I sent to Jesse.

I have no idea what Paul is doing. He's obviously still up, and there are weird thumping sounds from the basement.

RoboWife 4000 series.

It's like she sat in seminar with me...

She wishes, I'm sure.

Btw, you'd really love JZ's haircut. The stylist spent a lot of time scultping it with thinning shears, doing that dry after the basic cut was done. It just moves so nicely to the shape of her head. For example, the length in the back is about an inch and a half to two inches, which allows her hair to be rucked up with product for sexy club chica effect, but since it was thinned out so much, there's very little bulk and it shows the shape of her skull to her neck in this lovely subtle way.

Also, the color came out really nice.

RoboWife 4000 series.

We totally need one of those.

One of these days, I'll go somewhere other than a barbershop for my cuts, but for now, the cheap walk-in factor outweighs the rest. But a good, good cut is so tempting. Hmm.

My mother keeps asking me what I want for my birthday...

I'm thinking day spa. (Of course, that won't fly with the woman with hair that could be improved with a Flowbee, but, what-ev.)

I think you are very deserving of a day at the day spa. It's been a while since you got to wallow in an entire day of indulgence and pampering and primping.

Incidentally, did you get that LJ link I sent you the other day about Vintage Hair?

Oh yeah - it's June. We've got wall-to-wall Buffista birthdays this month.

Short bath. Mal wanted elevensies a little early. Poor kid had horrible gas last night - I jounced him over my shoulder for about an hour while he burped and burped and burped, and other ways of getting rid of gas. Finally his tummy got less tight and he fell asleep, but he didn't keep much milk down, I think.

That's twice that I've eaten chile and he's had gas, so I guess that's a definite. Pooh. Or poo.

Sorry about the fire alarm, Hec. I think that's primarily what they are for, since they seem to flip out only when you are indisposed.

Incidentally, did you get that LJ link I sent you the other day about Vintage Hair?

I didn't. Curses! Do you have the gmail address?

That's twice that I've eaten chile and he's had gas,

Can you knock him out by drinking wine?

Sorry about the fire alarm, Hec. I think that's primarily what they are for, since they seem to flip out only when you are indisposed.

Fire alarms are in such deep karmic debt to me that they're obliged to actually save my life at some point now. I cannot begin to describe the misery of the one that went off every half hour one night and was hooked into the electrical system so you couldn't turn it off. By the fouth hour you'd just be nodding off to sleep and jerked back awake again and again every half hour. Genuinely torturous.

I didn't. Curses! Do you have the gmail address?

Probably not. Is it in your profile? It was just the LJ community for Vintage_Hair reminded me of you because (a) so many of them liked to get dressed up in full-on makeup and ensembles and take self-portraits and (b) most had hair about your current length and were doing fun/fancy 40s style rolls and pompadours and pincurls and such. Also there were some voluptuous blondes of the type you favor.