MAN SPA

Following last night's game at AAC former NHL tough guy and current Phoenix Coyote radio analyst Louie Debrusk hit me with a stunning question on my way back from a post game tinkle.

As two of the great #29s in Edmonton Oiler history approached each other in the press box hallway the big, bad, burly "Lou-Dog" asks the Razorboy, "Hey, ever get a facial?"

Excuse me?!

"Ever get a facial?!"

In a different setting, coming from a different human, I might have taken this as an alternate to tapping shoes under an airport bathroom stall, but from Louie -- merely an honest inquiry. (And I also pondered the possibility that this was Louie's creative code-phrase for "Do you wanna go?". An offer to administer a "four knuckle meat facial". Gulp!)

Well the answer was no, although getting a facial has been suggested by my wife following every season. (I think she envisions me coming back from the spa with Rob Lowe's face -- sorry honey).

I suppose a facial would be advantageous after a 7 month period of applying makeup for television (I use Mac #9. Only the best for the Boy) Those pores get clogged -- at least that's what CoJo says, and a good scrub, rub and exfoliation might put the "boy" back in the Razorboy's mug.

Anyway, along with his broadcast partner Bob Heethuis, all three of us had a hearty laugh about the topic we had just debated. After the laughter dissipated we re-applied some lip gloss, grabbed our satchel, purse and clutch and struck out for the elevator.

Remember to put the seat down. I'm off to get my nails done.