Ocean Hair and Natty Dreads

I was in limbo for a few days -- the powers that be kindly sent me off to a really long meeting in Florida. The hotel was right on the Atlantic, which is good for a mermaid. I tried to take a picture of my ocean hair, but apparently I forgot my camara at home.

Also...

Last night I dreamed that the Iron Lion of Zion pushed through the screen door of a pink ramshackle Victorian on Vincennes. I was utterly nonplussed and explained to my friend that the lion gets loose all the time, but everyone knows him and he would never hurt anyone.

In the dream, the lion had a jet black mane worn in dreadlocks.

Then we got a flat, and my friend jacked up the car and changed the tire with his bare hands!