.::still blinking::.

So being on bed rest gets old quick. In my time in bed I have started to notice that a lot of the court tv that is on in the afternoon is rerun and rerun and rerun. Today had a gem of the American language.

A couple was seeking divorce. The judge asked the opposing parties what they do to make money. The husband is a poet/aspiring play write. Meaning unemployed. The judge than asked the woman what she does to support her family of 10 children ages 9-19.

“I does hair.”

“You do hair?”

“Yes, I does.”

If I was a poet I would also seek a divorce from the hair stylist.