A Good Hair Day

The other day I had a really good hair day.

You know the kind - it looks good from the front, sides, back and even top. Every hair looks like it was born perfect.

I looked at myself in the mirror, because it's been a long spell of not perfect hair days.

As Pee Wee Herman says, "Take a picture, it'll last longer."

And that is truth.

A lot has been going wrong with my looks lately - losing a crown, growing old - that kind of thing.

So it was nice to have good hair for a few hours.

I reckon my guardian angel gave a look and figured I needed a little boost.

Who knows?

Next, I might have a good light day, where I'm in perfect lighting all day and people can't get over how young I look.

For my age, of course.