Today was haircut day for both the Bogarduses. We go to a place called Sheri’s Hair Affair because Sheri was in the bicycle club with us at one time and she does a right nice job too. It is a typical salon and the place is just littered with women’s magazines for me to look at while Donna gets her hair cut. I hunted through the stacks until I found a relatively recent one to look at, a Vogue from March 2003. I actually don’t mind looking because they are usually chock full of cheesecake. It was my turn to hop in the chair. When I sat down, there on her table in front of me, was another issue of Vogue. About that time I became conscious of the music playing in the background, Madonna singing, pause for effect, Vogue.
Watched a movie all the way through tonight. Moonlight Mile. Maybe it was the dead on 1970’s soundtrack, maybe it was Jake Gyllenhaal’s quirky little smile or Susan Sarrandon, Dustin Hoffman and Holly Hunter’s subdued performances, but whatever it was I liked it big time. My enjoyment of movies has returned (for now.)