Well, I managed to whine my way into a day off from work today. This is a good thing, because I wasn’t feeling too perky this morning after watching last night’s sorry-ass spectacle (the debate or the game, you pick).
I got a chance to spend the morning trolling bloggerville and testing a new release of OOTP. I decided to get out of my morning habit of posting here, so I won’t miss it so badly next week. Stupid Red Sox. But I made yet another pointless, snarky commentary over at Command Post. (Just when are they going to kick me outta there anyway?) And I did some yard work. All-in-all, a nice, relaxing October day.
Speaking of Command Post, they really would like to get a bunch of contributors for Election Day coveraage. If you feel like trying out your nifty new camera or doing man-in-the-street interviews on Election Day, go on over and sign up.
Oh yeah, I did one other thing… I got a haircut.
You might say, “So what, Shaggy? You needed one anyway.”
Ah, but this was no ordinary haircut. You might want to sit down and/or hold on to something sturdy. Pregnant women and children may wish to leave the room.
I got a different hairstyle.
No, no, no. You don’t understand. I got a different hairstyle. As in different. As in not the same, exact cut that I’ve been wearing since this photo:
Pepperkat thinks it’s cool. And the people I paid to do it said it was hot. (Damn, I love me some mercenary praise.)
Mrs. Rasreth has not seen it, yet.
Pray for me.
Will you be gracing us with a photo (after Mrs. Rasreth sees it, of course)? I love seeing new styles 🙂
Yeah, I’ve got to see a picture, since I thought the only way to style your hair was with a hedgetrimmer. That’s talent if they tamed that rug.
Love you, pet.
Where are the pix????
“Oh I got a rad new ‘do, I’m going to tell you all about it, but NOT POST PIX”!!
I have to admit, I am curious.
Speaking of Election Day coverage, since the polls show the two contenders neck-and-neck:
It’s Voting Time Again
(Sung to Crying Time)
Oh it’s voting time again we’re gonna chad you
I can see that faraway look in Jeb’s eyes
I can tell by the way he holds the ballots that it
won’t be long before it’s voting time
It’s not *that* different.
jcwinnie: I am probably the only person reading your comment that knows the tune to that song.
several things:
1. pics, please. we must see thy shining melon in all it’s hedge-trimmer’d glory.
2. did you hear about the house of former Mrs. Babe Ruth? razed to the ground. supposed to lift “the curse…”
3. i know which tune you speak of. (Crying Time)
but who wrote/sings it?
1. I actually tried to do so this morning, but the camera batteries died. Talk about an omen…
2. Better late than never.
3. Buck Owens
OK so now I need to know. Who started the cheese sandwich thing? You or Bill?
Bill is way cheesier than I.