At the Broccoli House

I had supper (breakfast; bacon, eggs, hash-browns, and juice at the Broccoli home on Monday night. We were cleaning out the fridge. I had taken Joe Cool to my stylist on Friday and so Joe Cool was contemplating his new hair style. A lot. And often. From the right. From the left. He had me show him how Eric combed it in the back. He was saving the free bottle of gel, to make sure he'd have enough for Walla2 and Lassen. (It was half full.) We are starting down a Jon Bon Jovi road. At least that's what Eric calls it, when he styled JBJv's hair a year ago. Dad was observing all the fuss and with a sober face told him that he was growing concerned. Oh, Dad. Really, Son. I feel you are needing some counsel. Maybe you need a little attention. I find it alarming that you had such low self-esteem.