Bad Hair, Part Two

To show that I'm not afraid to turn my keen powers of observation selfward, I offer today's installment of Bad Hair.



When I wake up it's still darkish. I throw on my sweats and grab the dogs and go, not even passing a mirror on the way. This photo doesn't do justice to the Greek-style sideways wave configuration I discovered when I was stepping into the shower. No wonder the construction workers were extra enthusiastic with their whooping laughter today.