Hair fetishes and other random thoughts

What's the deal with pigtails and braids that drive me crazy?

Not crazy as in take a hammer to my thumb crazy. More like Fine Young Cannibals "She Drives Me Crazy" crazy.

Trust me, ladies. It's a good thing. Keep doin' that thing you do.

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Whenever I go running in the morning (and we are talking about 5:00 AM in the morning), what's the deal with all the people out walking their dogs that early?

Are they out that early because they happen to be up and now it'd be a good time to get the dog some exercise/bathroom time? Or are they out that early because their dogs make them get up for exercise/bathroom time? As a non-dog owner, I just don't get it.

Then again, those people could very well by blogging "What's the deal with all the people running at 5:00 AM?"

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On the topic of dogs, is there any doubt that a basset hound is the perfect fit for me?

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Was told a funny joke today by one of the old guys at work:

An elderly couple had dinner at another couple's house and, after eating, the wives left the table and went into the kitchen. The two elderly gentlemen were talking, and one said, "Last night we went out to a new restaurant and it was really great. I would recommend it very highly."

The other man said, "What's the name of the restaurant?"

The first man thought and thought and finally said, "What's the name of that flower you give to someone you love? You know, the one that is red and has thorns?"

"Do you mean a rose?"

"Yes," the first man said. He turned to the kitchen and yelled, "Rose, what's the name of that restaurant we went to last night?"