i just dropped my nephew off at school and am, at the moment, sitting in a coffee shop that i've never been to before.
i was just sitting here drinking a big, fat, wonderful latte and writing an e-mail when a punk-rocker looking guy walked up to me and asked me if i would be a model and get a free haircut at his hair stylist school. ha! these are the little things that make me love living in a city. i have to be there in a half an hour. wish me luck! then again, i could use an interesting haircut. and free--hey...i'm willing to take chances!