I've been stuck lately.
Blogging is like that; full of yourself one day, chicken-shit the next.
Time for a haircut.
I found a picture of some great hair.
"Is this great hair???" I beamed at the lady.
"I thought I would bring a photo..."
I wish I didn't want hair like ScarJo but I do.
I also joined the gym which was going great till someone turned the music up at five-freaking-thirty a.m. one day.
I left a message in the book:
So hey, I cobbled some new guerilla cards together, and will be putting them around Wellingtron this week.
If you find one - stop by and say hi - you in the black with the inside out umbrella . . .