Weapons O’ Mass Combing

Tie o’ the Day #2, by 14TH & UNION, should give you a bigly hint about what I need to get taken care of ASAP: My hairs need some cuttin’! Note the rat-tail comb in my shirt pocket. The comb is remarkable because I haven’t combed my hair in probably 3 years. My “stylist,” Miss Sandy, cuts my hairs to my precise orders. And part of any cut I request is that my ‘do has to need no combing whatsoever.

I can remember in the 70’s it was a common practice among us school-going kids–male and female alike–to wear your comb in the back pocket of your jeans. The rat-tail combs sticking out of those pockets might as well have been ice picks. That kind of long, sharp comb-handle caused many an accidental hand-stabbing, especially when somebody would try to reach their arm around their honey’s waist.

Geez, I remember stupid things.

 

Keeping The Sabbath Tie-y

Church Bow Ties were sad to not be in Deltassippi to attend church this morning, so they found a hard wooden bench and decided to gather together to do some scripture study on their own. They are faithful to their beliefs–which word Devon pronounced “beefs” when he was a wee boy.

Fast and Testimony Meeting is our favorite church meeting to attend. We like to hear about individuals’ journeys to their belief system, and to hear about the ways in which they use their beliefs to navigate the twists of life.

When I was a very young kid, I thought the name of this meeting was actually “Fasten Testimony.” Like you were there to somehow have your testimony attached to your soul, kinda like a playing a spiritual  game of Pin the Tail on the Donkey. Weird, I know. But if you ponder this idea seriously, it is sort of accurate about what bearing your testimony can do for/to you.

And speaking of “bearing” your testimony… I think the word “baring” is a better way to think of it, since in giving your testimony, your soul is laid bare.

And speaking of the word “testimony”… I think of the tales told in The Rooms of AA as “drunkimonies” or “drunkologues.” You bare your soul to others like you, in your presentation of your wayward flailing/failing of bad choices. The groups do resemble church wards, with the same kind of responsibility to serve and care for other members.