My hair has been, well, what’s the best way to put it? — how about uncooperative of late. It sticks up and flies around like its got a mind of its own. Knowing I have a TV interview tomorrow about the DaVinci Code that will be aired someday, Kris insisted that I go today for my four-times-a-year whether-I-need-it-or-not haircut. The guy before me asked for his hair to be cut at “1”, which seemed a bit short for me, so I suggested “3” and the barber, taking a quick look-see at his challenge, said, “I think a 3.5 will be just right.” Frankly, I’ve been to barbers for about 50 years and I’ve never once, not one time, heard barbers speak of the length of their cutters. So, I got a three.point.five today.