2006mar14. Penkiln Burn: Get Your Hair Cut. Also: Interviews. I went and got a haircut today. Typically I ask for the “businessman’s” haircut and usually I get something that approximates it. Last time, I got the “75% rock star” haircut. This time I got the same person, asked for the same thing, and got a completely different style. The “non-rock star” haircut. The actual hair trimmer device was making some scary “I’m about to explode” sounds and I figured maybe I’d get a random brain modification when it launched some internal bit of metal through my skull at 200mph.
“Whuh? I can smell time now. Call the chat shows.”