Damn, tonight I cut my hair, still wearing the clothes I'd chosen to wear out to dinner. I just know I'm going to regret this. And I'm going to itch.
Today is my brother Pat's birthday. It's as hard to believe he's 65 as it is for me to believe that David and I have been together for 38 years. He swears retirement is not going to interrupt his cool way of life. And knowing him, I believe it.