Tonight, on the train, there is an older man with great posture and bearing with dreds piled on top of his head wrapped in a turban the color of ivory with a hint of pink.  The turban is high like a Cat in the Hat hat.  My first thought was “penis head”.  Remember, I’m a lesbian and my heterosexual man-woman sex days were decades ago. So, believe me when I say that it looks like a penis because that is not the first thing that might pop into my mind unless compelled from my memory cells deep in the recesses of my brain.

I decide not to share this with elegant-man-but-for-the-penis-on-his-head.