Colin is even taunting on Twitter.

In Laugh-In, I think she had short hair!

She did. A very mod cut for the era.

Layered bobs and angled bobs are kind of turning into the "mom hair" of this generation. It is a classic look, but you can expect many women will carry them on into their sixties while everybody else has moved onto some Lady Gaga inspired look.

I keep hearing rumblings from the world of high fashion that's emphasizing a return to curls and volume. Think of Amy Winehouse as John the Baptist, foretelling the Second Coming of Big Hair.

Pretty Juliana and -t! Blonde Juliana and short-haired -t! See? Change can be good. Once I wrested control of my hair from the cut-short-and poodle-perm at the beginning of the school year, grow it out all year my mom insisted on, once I was out of french braids, I grew it out straight. Senior year it was dark-to-black and the front half was eyebrow-length fringe. Once that grew out, it went to straight and waist-length, all one length and no bangs, ever. For a short period it was cut, perm, cut, cut, perm, cut, cut, perm, which was a decent way to manage business and mom hair. Then it went to mid-back to waist-length again for a very long time. And then two inches all over for a couple of years. Back to shoulder length now. I don't want curl, it's bad for my hair, which won't retain it anyway. But I'm not locked in to no-change, either.

All best thoughts to J, Suzi.

I realize I should possibly be willing to spend more than $50.00 on a haircut, but I am not.

I don't know. I live in Chicago, and I think you should be able to get a good haircut for $50. I only pay $45 when I go to Boystown.

Speaking of, I need a haircut. I have to figure out what the hell I should do with it this time.

I think mine cost $50 now. I just let her do whatever she wants.

My conversation with the parents last night convinced my dad to book a flight out to see his sister, this week So that's good. I may see him (he's got a layover at BWI.) I'm still going to see about flying up for a day.

It is sweaty nasty hot here. I went to the store to get litter (which I forgot, natch) and my earlier shower is pretty much negated.

Then there are the people like the lady in my office with the enormous, roller-set helmet hair where you can't even imagine where they find someone who can (or would) even cut it like that anymore.

Beauty schools. Because if other states are like Washington, you need do have done X number of hours of "wet sets" before you can graduate. Long ago, when I was in cosmetology school, my classmates would practice roller sets on me. We'd show the result to the professors, get the grade, and then go backcomb my hair even further into proper gothy big hair.

I think it's probably easier to get a less expensive good haircut in a relatively big city because the talent pool is deeper.

I didn't die! Three hours on skates. I remembered my crossovers, I can still skate backwards and can still skate fast (I came in third behind two of the Derby Girls in a two lap race).

Yay Cashmere!

Maybe your roller derby name should be Cashmere? Or Cash Mere?

I have been thinking of going to see a guy I went to HS with who gives high end cuts (he was an art major in HS), but I am pretty sure that would run me over $200 if I did cut and color. The other option is to go to the cheap gay boy salon, but they sometimes give me mom hair because they don't know me!