If you all will recall my near brush with the authority types and my temporary move underground to avoid being captured. Also, there was the sad attempt at finding a disguise. Well, the go-go boots with short leather skirt and the chicken suit ended up being more of an ATTRACTION than a disguise.
Today, however, I have hit upon something that seems to be working. I have managed to grow out the furs on the top of my head in such a way that I have been able to slick them back and tie them off in the world's smallest "ponytail." I think if I added some huge sunglasses and a scarf, I'd look like someone who just stepped off a yacht. If I go for the pinstriped suit and cop-like sunglasses I'd look like the mafia. Who knew that a simple hair style change could offer so many disguise opportunities?
On a completely unrelated note, I've been back to my whopper of a lie ways. I told the Phenom that someone rather famous but creepy was my uncle. That's the trouble with lies, you can't keep track of them. Now I can't remember who I claimed tenuous relationship to. sigh. Maybe it was Uncle Martian from My Favorite Martian? Oh well. At least you can have lots of uncles.
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