Wednesday, March 15, 2006

Considering the entire scope and meaning of human existence, bad hair means nothing.

Thank goodness, because yesterday I noticed rampant bad hair everywhere I went, especially bangs. "Bangs" means the hair falling over your forehead for our international readers.

The twist of planets and the ocean tides provided hair follicles a break from behaving.

I never saw such bad hair as I did yesterday.

I wish I'd had time to ask you to look in the mirror yesterday to confirm my suspicions about BAD HAIR.

Taylor Hicks, on American Idol, did not have bad bangs or hair. He was an exception. Even the cats looked cow-licked and disheveled.

This may not be my best post, but it's whats on my mind.

Yours,
St. Casserole

8 comments:

cheesehead said...

We did notice last night that Taylor had been swatted ever so slightly with the "pretty stick."

Some of the AI women, sadly, had been beaten senseless with it, and were unrecognizable.

Not every 17-year-old needs thick black eyeliner.

I'm just sayin'...

Songbird said...

I actually tuned in and saw your TV boyfriend last night, and I'm afraid I had to agree with Simon's review of his performance. What is the appeal of this guy?
I'm with you on the bad hair day yesterday. All the animals at my house were unkempt, with the exception of Molly. Sam had something making the air over his eyebrow stick up funny. Very odd indeed.
I had another Gulf Coast dream last night.

Aola said...

Well, if it was as windy where you are as it is here I can definitely understand the bad hair.

Friday Mom said...

I had a really bad hair day yesterday. Truly bad. Well, maybe not as bad as this picture.

Princess of Everything (and then some) said...

Bad hair yesterday. What is worse, is not realizing it was that bad until AFTER you get home from work.

I need a haircut....BAD!!

frog said...

Oh my! Who IS that in the photo?

mibi52 said...

Gee, now I know what to wear and how to do my hair and makeup for the COM interviews tomorrow...Thanks, dear.

Mary Beth said...

I was in San Angelo the day of this post, which climate (dry West Texas) causes me to have what I call witch hair. My curly hair becomes straight, and it's not a pretty sight. Sigh. I hate to know I was part of the madding crowd.