my day

Today I had to meet with some corporate stooges about some corporate clown-shoing, so it seemed like a rare situation where i should style my hair. My hair, you see, is approaching shaggy because, well, I'm a poor college student and it's how we do.

However, today is also a March day, which means it falls in Mustache March, and certain people insist that i grow a mustache. Of course to let only a mustache grow in would be peder-ast of one, meaning I start rocking the whole beard.

Now my hair is styled and my 5 days worth of George Michael facial hair is kicking. But alas, it's sunny and warm for the firs time in 2010, thus i would be a fool to leave the house without the convertible!


(Here it is, surrounded by the still melting snow)

Top down in a Miata, with a George Michael beard and gelled hair. Suspicious? Yes, but given the benefit of the doubter, one might say, "My, that dapper sports car enthusiast must have a job interview today," and actually believe it... Until the radio started playing Hall and Oats "Man Eater."

And i turned it up.



(Dammit, if Hall and Oats is wrong then i don't want to be right.)



What say you, Mega Shark?




In other news...

Here is a preview of the soon to be released (from the basement) motorcycle, with mad rebuild.



That is all.




(It could have been worse... it could have been this version. I still wouldn't have changed the station.)