Complaints are the lubrication
for the machinery of revolution.

got a haircut today...the girl who worked me over was the type who aspires to be like 'J-Lo'...it was a meeting of binary opposites...me in my green Marxist-militia style jacket...and her in her...whatever you call it...fashionista for sure....couldn't understand me..couldn't understand her...we talked about cooking potatoes....when in doubt, go with food...