Saturday, April 4, 2015

Hair Brained Adventures

The other camp host asked for help today in unloading the firewood delivery truck. He said the wood would arrive at 11:30 a.m. or thereabouts. So, I decided to forgo surfing the lowering tide to help. I thought I'd hit the rising tide in the afternoon.

The firewood guy arrive circa noon-30. He was not the 6'9" charmer with the vicious Chihuahua dog from last year. Instead, it was a bald, portly man driving a rental truck. We unloaded the 200 bundles of avocado sticks and packed them in the shed. All of use were sweating and covered in wood dust. I thought to myself that the bundles must have gone to Weight Watchers because they were much slimmer than last year. I also realized that pervasive drought would cause more avocado trees to be felled for firewood. So, I resolved to hit Costco for a supply of the most delicious green fruit known to man.

Upon returning to my campsite, I saw my bedraggled image in the truck window and decided to clean up my act. I have the duty this Easter weekend and didn't want to repulse campers. So, I headed out to Costco with a list and a Yelp recommendation for a barbershop, specifically The Senors Barbers in San Juan Capistrano.

Walking into the five chair barber shop I couldn't help but notice the abundance of black hair on the floor. The head barber saiid, "Welcome amigo. Have a seat." The seven other guys stared at the gray haired gringo, probably thinking who is this dude. Anyway, I bided my time watching a series of the most interesting, intricate and bizarre haircuts I have seen since walking into a David, Panama, barbershop for the best $5.00 razor cut I have ever had.

My turn came and I was directed to the chair of a young guy who demonstrated speed barbering techniques the likes of which I had never seen nor experienced. I described what I wanted and the guy spun around my head like an angry red-wing blackbird. The electric shears buzzed and hummed and he manipulated my head like a chiropractor. I closed my eyes and hoped for the best. Eventually, the ordeal was over. My haircut was much better than my expectations.

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