Dandruff is sexy (I now tell myself) .. snow on ancient hills (a rant).

I have been fighting it for most of my adult life (I'm 65). I have spent thousands on cures, and my insurance has spent more.

My great dermatologist, who has a secondary specialty in pathology, prescribed a new shampoo on my visit last Monday. She was excited by the match. If she was, I was too! (BTW: she is 64 and looks not a year over 44, not that it matters). So she called in the Rx shampoo, Dr. Fountain-of-Youth.

I went to the pharmacy to pick up that Rx, and some B/P meds from another physician. The shampoo was not covered by insurance. It was $356 for six fluid motherfucking ounces. WTF? I mean, really, WTF?

Cosmetics. Vanity. Hold the phone, and cancel the order. Mother of my fucking dog! I'm not paying for that shit. Let the snow fall. And I love and will continue wearing black, all you Johnny Ca$h-loving motherfuckers!

Mac