Cathy in the Wright

Thinning Hair = Magical Powers

I don't think my younger brother checks this blog too often, so I believe I'm safe.

Today at lunch, The Senator was trying to think up a nickname for the dog. Not that he needs one, but nicknames are just the sort of thing you ponder over turkey on wheat. If you haven't...try less mayo.

So The Senator declares

I'm gonna call him Meatball, because he's bald on the top of his head. You know. Like a vulture with no feathers. Like Uncle Jim!

Ouch.

For the record, Hoocher is not bald. I guess the white patch on his head reminded The Senator of the (clears throat) thinning area that crowns Uncle Jim.

The Senator also asked if he was going to lose his hair like Uncle Jim did. I told him someday he probably would. He looked sad until I pointed out that thinning hair is a prerequisite for becoming a wizard. (Your cap stays on much better.) And since he believes in wizards with stronger faith than he believes in Santa Claus, I think he's going to ask the barber to shave his head at the next haircut.

Posted by Cathy at October 4, 2004 09:28 PM