New Delhi and Elvis: Feb. 17th I’ve spent these last two days in New Delhi interviewing, and collecting the usual non-sequiters Q: Is your routine fast? A: Yes. Q: How fast is it? A: Yes. Q: No, I mean how long does it take? A: Yes. Q: Do you understand my English? A: Yes. Q: Is my American accent difficult?. A: Yes. Q: How strong is your English? A: Yes You get the idea. Unable to get the courage to get my hair cut by the local barber (this is something I’m still not native enough for) I only get my hair cut when in New Delhi, at the Oberoi, a 5-star, international hotel. Sue says that I’m quite a jet setter now; I go all the way to New Delhi just to get my hair cut. Dinner consisted of Chinese food, and an Indian country-western band. "You phickkkedth a fine thime to le-eveth mhe Lhucille, four-a hungr-i childthren, and a chropa in the fieldths". If the singers had worn turbans and saris, instead of suits, the night would have been complete.