Current mood:	amused
Current music:	Alpha Rats Nest, by the Mountain Goats

Health care and hair dye
I just got out of my Ethical Theories class, where T.R. Reid came to visit and spent two hours hosting a debate about the ethics of universal health care. I kind of wanted to choke Aaron Siegal for the ignorant views he expressed about adoption, but it was on the whole a great class. Afterwards I walked up to thank T. R. Reid for coming in to talk to us and he clapped me on the back and exclaimed, "I LOVE your purple hair!"

YES! I have achieved validation! T. R. Reid is a prestigious Washington Post correspondent, a frequent guest on NPR, and one of the world's foremost experts on health care. The excerpts I've read from his work-in-progress 10th book We're Number 37! about the failings of the American health care system are pretty brilliant. He was wearing a pair of adorable little T.R.R. monogrammed cuff links. And he likes my hair. My mom will flip when she hears this, since she's a huge fan.

On that note, having Kt dye my hair nine days ago was incredibly fun. It felt wonderful to spend two hours in a state of excited anticipation and mystery. Sitting outside on the lawn while gazing at the setting sun and smoking a cigarette as she sat behind me applying dye and giggling to herself was a beautiful thing. It also felt nice to be able to indulge in such trust, which I feel was well placed. Her original plan was to do a tribute to Barney the Dinosaur, with green on the sides and purple on top, but the green dye was too old and washed out so I just got purple all over. I love the sheer irreverence that went into that plan of action though. Only Kt would deem it a good idea to make one of her friends look like Barney. Perhaps only I would be delighted to be informed later that this was the inspiration for my new look.

Also, the event inspired some priceless dialogue. It was a little awkward when I had to wash the dye out because I couldn't open my eyes and spoil the surprise by witnessing the excess color pouring off my head. I ended up leaning headfirst into the shower with all of my clothes on and my eyes closed while Kt stood behind me and supervised the rinsing out process. Afterwards she held out a towel to dry my hair and said, "Okay, now close your eyes and bend over and I'll be rough with you!" I wish she said such things to me every day.

Signing out now!