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March 1, 2003

Problem Solving on the Road

I woke up in Austin this morning with my usual Young Frankenstein hair and realized that I hadn't packed a comb or brush. What to do? With the theme music from MacGyver running through my head, I fished the plastic fork from last night's take out dinner from the trash and combed myself into presentability.

No one in my workshop, as far as I know, laughed specifically at my hair.