February 16, 2002

  • Looking in the mirror, I felt I needed hair cut. My barbers, who’s names are Bert & Ernie, built their business as being the cartoon guys. Ernie, I had gone to school with, eons ago, and has been my barber for many years. Just for the heck of it, I made the above pic, page big, and gave it to them. Well, they were  having a slow day, and were jusy a jumping with glee. After things settled down, I got my hair cut, with the usual barber jokes thrown in. No hair cut on the house.. It was a fun time, which are few and far between.

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