a brief night at the Decibel Festival

I went to one of the lower-priced Decibel Festival nights and easily got my money's worth. Basically, a crew from Portland called Algarhythms took over Sole Repair. They looked a bit goofy in their logo t-shirts, but they did a fine job. It was 1st Church of House, but not stale. Yay to The Perfect Cyn of PDX anf Tim Green of the UK.

The only person to ask me about the black cloth over my lower face was a hairdresser looking for business. I already have one, thanks, and I had to be patient with her cluelessness.

And now, 6 hours of zappy.

Megazappy!

I got six hours of electrolysis on my face today. That's a lot for one session, in case you were wondering.

Good: The only hairs left above my jawline are a few strays, sideburn hairs, and gray hairs only on my upper lip.
Bad: It takes three to six strikes with the needle to kill a hair follicle forever, but...
Good: Ms. Zappy has already reached that limit for most of my brown hairs above the jawline, and they're the most visible little bastards.
Bad: She hasn't touched the area below the jawline in ages, but...
Good: That area isn't as visible as the face.

Don't get me wrong. I'm thrilled to see those hairs gone from my face.

From the Dept. of Neurology: I'm pretty sure I've mentioned here that I occasionally get restless leg syndrome. Today I realized that I was getting an uncannily similar sensation when Ms. Zappy worked on the hairs near my ears. Whichever side she was working on had the leg that got the horrible crawly feeling. I'd actually had the sensation before during electrolysis, but until today I'd never correlated it to a particular area of the face. Zaps to the upper lip make me tear up, which you'd expect, but zaps near the ears give me restless leg? Somebody get Oliver Sacks on the phone.