2002-11-11 - 3:09 a.m.
Alright. I've been trying to come up with something interesting to add to my blog this week and I've come up with nothing. In an entire week there hasn't a single quirky twist, amusing tid-bit, or infuriating moment of pee-ode-ded-ness.
So instead I will just talk about my hair.
My hair looks really really stupid. Two months ago I had this really flashy hairdoo going, but now, now, I look like a sea creature.
Right now there is about $500 dollars worth of world class hair product sitting in my bathroom, and I use them all daily in different configurations in an effort to sculpt coolness out of chaos. Sure, I look great for five minutes, but just as soon as the wind so much as kisses my dome, it's all over. Fields of curly growths appear on the sides of my head and reach skyward, while the bangs droop downward indifferently, defeated. The entire back section rallies together in what could be described as a full-bodied poof, something that resembles a flourishing, vibrant coral reef.
I get the feeling that if I were to pass Ronald McDonald on the sidewalk tomorrow, he would glance at my red coif and flash me a knowing look as to say "Okay man, time to pull it together."
