This entry in Oblivio will stay with me for a while. What the hell would I have done if I met that woman? I’m one of those people who tends not to state the obvious. It took Jeff and me three days to finally admit we were worried about the woman at the yoga clothes store — she either had a chin implant that went horribly awry or a large growth on the underside of her face. If I was on a semi-blind date, and the person showed up wearing a literal wall, I would probably be too frightened to ask if I was on a hidden camera show. In fact, I’d probably assume that my date was making fun of me somehow.