so I just laughed out loud when I saw the blog title - "bald guys with skinny ties..." because of a conversation I had at dinner tonight with my parents and grandparents. These same beloved family members have been trying to aggravate me for the last, oh, 25 years now by coming up with "fill in the blanks" to complete the Men Without ___ name Previous "winners" have been Men Without Heads (my grandma - I think she seriously thinks that's what the logo means) Men Without Grammies Men Without Talent Men Without Jobs These "thoughtful suggestions" have of course been met with a withering gaze and the occasional Bronx cheer. But they're my family, and if I want to stay in the various wills, I have to put up with this persecution. I mentioned tonight that MWH was going to be touring this summer & I was planning on going to at least one. My dad, whose own current "do" can best be described as "tonsured" chirps up with, "Well by now they're probably ... Wait for it... ... Men Without Hair" Dad's just lucky I was sitting on the other side of a large table - sweet and sour chicken can leave quite a mark if it's thrown hard enough... =:-o Laura