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BTW, ran into a woman that I know at a conference recently. I told her that I liked her hair and she said "really? I think it has too many colors." "Oh no," I said, earnestly. "People pay extra for that." She looked at me, laughed heartily, and then patted me on the shoulder and said "Kate, Kate, I always loved you." I will never be sophisticated, it seems. Another BTW, my town just took out the reflectors on the street because they were "ugly". The day that they took 'em out, a TV guy showed up in my yard, where Simon and I were looking like people they left behind in Appalachia. "What do you think about this?" he asked me. "Anybody who cares about the color of reflectors on the streets," I said "reeeeeally needs a life." I guess I was feeling frisky, because I then went on to suggest that perhaps they should put Xanax in the water, since they aren't keen on flouride here, and THEN I went on to suggest that, with these property taxes, the town should hand-paint the stoopid reflectors, perhaps a mauve with some mica, for twinkle.. (oh dear.) He put me on the news that night (thank goodness, I was out of town) and I got some emails about it (groan.) So I eventually called one up and said "ok, spill. What did I say?" He'd taken the TAME STUFF, darn it!!!