I forgot to bring my Orioles hat home with me, which wouldn't be such a big deal, except that I got my haircut today, and the guy cut it too short. When I look at it, I think skinhead, white supremicist short, although I know I'm swimming in hyperbole by saying that. Still, when your hair is this short -- and it's not by choice -- you feel like you have to compensate. So, I've been driving around blasting rap music out of my car so others will know I'm not a skinhead racist. Isn't that ludicrous, you ask? Yes. Yes, it is. But apparently, so is my haircut.
(Seriously, though, I think I look like Russell Crowe in Romper Stomper.)
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