August 2011
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The past 30 hours: One day, One stone...
Did ALL of the things:
Colored & highlighted Brittany’s hair
Cut Heather’s hair
Had dinner at Bouldin Creek
Cut Brittany’s hair
Worked overnight (my brain activity is amazing at night, so it’s a choice, really)
Brought Brittany to the airport at the crack of dawn
Went to the courthouse to turn in the last of some bike ticket paperwork
I was the first person...
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All that matters about tonight
is that the phrase “fecal alcohol syndrome” flew out of my mouth at the most perfect time for such a phrase to be blurted.
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neighborhoodr-richmond:
rvanews:
A local tattoo artist is a guiding hand for mastectomy patients to help get back the breasts they lost. Combining both her medical interests and her artistic talents, Amy Black is hoping to foster a new movement that replenishes femininity taken away by both cancer and surgery.
Read about it HERE.
A great article and amazing story from our friends over...
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On being caught off guard: Redux.
I just completed a Craigslist transaction as a seller.
Person was friendly, told me about a lifetime of sculpting and related apprenticeships and whatnot. Talkative, friendly enough. When each of us on were on opposite sides of my front door threshold, here is how it ended:
“Maybe I’ll see you again some—”
“Yeah, maybe I’ll take a sculpting class when you get...
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