Bad Hair Day!

g shot me

I think I may have woke up this morning with the worst possible case of bad hair.  I usually do not scare myself like this first thing in the morning.  You think your spousal unit would warn you on a day like this. “Honey, you may not want to turn on any lights today.” Or just a “What the Hell happened to you?” would have proved useful. But no, this is how I started my day.

I think it looks like a mug shot. I think I’ll keep a copy of it in case I ever get famous and get arrested. “Save the film Officer I got you covered.”

Of course I have a way to go to wrestle the mantle of worst hair ever from Mr. Nolte.


Maybe next time Laila will at least tell me to put on my best Hawaiian shirt and I’ll get the clue.




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