A little more off the top

Man, my Rambler titles must be prophetic. This morning, after securing a last-minute appointment with a podiatrist in the center of town, I had Yesenia drop me off. Then the doctor bloodily fixed my ingrown toenail - blah. Then, on my limp back home, I stopped at the local hairdresser and got the other end of my body chopped. Tomorrow? A re-bris, I'm guessing.

D.