Jersey Girl in Portland was over again yesterday afternoon. She and Lisa Costello organized me for a closer shave of my head and beard. This was possible because of the skip week I'm on with last week's chemo slip. That allowed my Vectibix rash and Doxycycline sun sensitivities to subside sufficiently for my skin to heal some. So Jersey Girl went after it using clippers and the number one guard. I very much doubt I can tolerate a razor, so I'm down to fine stubble, sort of like a 1970's GI Joe doll gone feral.