Hair today....erm... not really.

So I shaved my head yesterday. Just so you know.
Most people think it looks cool--although their smiles while telling me so make me doubt their honesty. On the other hand, some people screamed in horror and some died on the spot, the glare of the sun being magnified off my shiny pate. But there was this one guy. This one guy I got more ticked off by than all the other laughers and starers. Guess what this wiseass says...
"You shouldn't have gotten it done."
All I could think right then was, geez, dude, thanks for the timely advice. What kind of person comes and tells you that you did the wrong thing, if it can't be easily undone? Nobody thinks before they speak these days. Some people don't say things they should (because they clearly haven't worked out the ramifications of keeping mum) and some people say things they REALLY shouldn't (because they clearly haven't worked out the ramifications of blabbing out things).
(Some eight hours later...)
Meh... forget it. Not that pissed off right now...
(And that, ladies and gentlemen, is how a day changes me.)

Sorry...

I'm sorry. I've cheated on you. I've been thinking about another blog; and, only recently, I made it. I still want to make this work. Tell me how...

© Randall Munroe Check out http://www.xkcd.com/ . Insanely funny.

Where's the Ouija board?

They spook,
they spy,
they look through one eye.

They peek,
they sneak,
while you're off on a leak.

But did you know,
they glow,
when they see what you show?

And did you know,
they smile,
after they've been here a while?

No,
not really, no,
but I wish they'd tell me so.

P.S.: Inspired by Gauri's comment on Old News V. Verbal diarrhoea, I think it's called. The only horn I'm blowing here is my own, undoubtedly. But then again, it's what I'm best at. ; )