Argh! A Hair

1.  Do you ever have those times when you can feel a big old hair just laying across your face and no matter how hard you try, you can’t brush it away?  I had that in the shower this morning.  I let the water run over my face, even, and to no avail.  I still felt like there was a hair covering my eye.  What kind of hair can stay in place with water running over it?  Will bridge designers start studying my hair in order to use it to make superior bridges?  Anyway, when I got out of the shower, I saw that part of the hair was in my eye, which, I guess gave it superior staying power, I don’t know.


2.  As I was looking for photos last night, I came across this one of two German American chicks with bowling balls.  Seriously, look at those women and tell me those aren’t my people?  I look just like that.  I’ve even had that chick on the right’s hair cut.


3. Ha, Ryan, I’ll never talk you into drinks and cigars now, will I?  In my defense, I wouldn’t wear those dresses.  Okay, maybe the one on the left, if it had different pockets.


4.  Anyway, I could get lost at the Library of Congress’s website, very happily, for days.  And so I share it with you.  Those of you who hate taxes may want to stay away, as I’m sure you’ll just be outraged at the crap the government wastes money on.  For those of you who don’t mind, check out the Clark sisters.  Or Nashville.  Or did you ever wonder what it would be like to have danced in a juke joint in Clarksdale, Mississippi?  I’ve seen this picture blown up large.  That thing in that guy’s earIt’s a quarter.  I’d bet for luck.

4 thoughts on “Argh! A Hair

  1. Are you kidding? Those chicks ROCK! Consider the deal sealed. But ONLY if you wear one of those dresses. Me? Well, I’ll be wearing a tube top and a diaper but that’s just the way I roll. Isn’t it odd how these things play out? I thrive on my privacy and (perceived) anonymity and yet I am making arrangements to meet you and Knucklehead. Best,Ryan

  2. Holy cow. If you can run around in a tube top and a diaper and maintain privacy and anonymity, I’m fascinated about what kinds of people must hang out at Dalton’s to make that seem hardly worth noticing.You will love Knucklehead. I like the shit right out of him.I’m not that cool, but folks still seem to like me.

Comments are closed.