I'm having an exceptionally good hair day and no one is around to notice it. First world problem big time. I'd consider taking a picture of it but I don't know how to take a picture of myself without looking like THAT GIRL. You know that girl who takes pics of herself on her webcam and is pretty gross yet everyone likes her photos. Except I don't have a webcam (and don't sit around taking pis of myself). I have a phone I bought on amazon. Anyway, the only breathing creatures around me to ask to take a photo of my hair are Rags and a couple of wild turkeys in my back yard. Exciting stuff out here in the country.
In addition, after having a go-getter Monday, I have not accomplished a damn thing today. After starting at my computer for two hours or so, while taking breaks to get low and check out the turkeys, I found the willpower to respond to two whole emails.
Since I've basically come to terms with the fact that I'm a waste of space today, I have refocused my attention for the last 45 minutes on deciding between going for a run and making myself an iced coffee.
Today's gonna be a long one!
Thank the high heavens for this amazing video highlighting the Great Ol' Blue Eyes' letter to Mike Royko.
Best lines ever:
1."Quite frankly, I don't understand why people don't spit in your eye three or four times a day."
2. "I will allow you to pull my "hairpiece". If it moves, I will give you another $100,000, if it does not, I punch you in the mouth. How bout it?"
More guys need to be like this.