Neil Simon wrote: "Words with a 'k' in it are funny. Alka Seltzer is funny. Chicken is funny. Pickle is funny. All with a 'k'. 'L's are not funny. 'M's are not funny."
It was with this thought in mind that I ate my first kumquat, the silliest-sounding fruit since Liberace. You eat it with the skin on, which wasn't so strange, but it's sour, which is.
I recognize this isn't the most groundbreaking of New Things, so I figured I better throw in another of equally insubstantial value. You see, while my mid-life crisis has abated, my gray hair has remained. You can't tell from these pics, but I discovered that one of the downsides the recruit haircut has been the discovery that my gray grows in blotches, like crop circles. That, combined with the remaining gold dust from bleaching has made for a patchy chemotherapy chic, so I decided to unify things by dying it all.
I know, some of you will argue that I've already bleached my hair as a New Thing, but I'd like to clarify that bleaching is removing color, dying is adding. For starters, I was advised to tape my hairline so I don't stain my skin.
That was fun.
So here's the latest for the Hair Museum, which is at least three dos out of date.
PS Thanks, TimMcNichol, for both the kumquat and telling me my hair looked weird.