adventures of a psychopathic magnet

Is It Any Wonder I Am The Way I Am?

My dad never ceases to amaze me with stories of his life. Like the time we were having a good old fashion family conversation on the subject of streaking and he confessed to having semi-streaked while quitting a job in college. He walked through wearing an apron. (terribly sorry if this brings up unwanted mental images)
Tonight another such suprise arose. I was watching part of the Yankees, Red Sox game when we noticed that the Red Sox pitcher had cornrows. I have said it time and again, white people should never sport cornrows. Our scalps are just too damn white. It's blinding. Not to mention, we look.....odd? retarded? like posers? whatever. As I finished saying this my dad pointed out that he did indeed have cornrows for about a week at one point. Needless to say I laughed and laughed.
I knew my dad had longer hair in high school and college. I have seen very amusing photos of his long, blond, natural banana curl hair. But my dad? Cornrows? Did not see that one coming. I can only hope he actually meant funky dead head braids that stick out in every which way and threaten to become dreadlocks at any given moment, this I can picture without laughing....too hard. But Cornrows? Oh the tears are real.

posted by lulu @ 1:50 AM