Okay, I may have to walk back one of my biggest and loudest tenets in life. I am anti-spa. Once upon a time while working at a radio station in Birmingham, Alabama, I was ‘treated’ to a full day of luxury at a new spa opening up. A massage, manicure, pedicure, etc., you know, the works, I did it all. I was in Hell. First off, I could not have felt more uncomfortable in a place anywhere at any time. It was OBVIOUSLY set up to appeal to women. All the colors, scents, sounds/music, everything just screamed, “DUDES, GET OUT!” Second, I really am not a fan of people messing with my fingers and feet. It creeps me out.