Random Thoughts 6-26-09 and A Gucci

What did you think it was going to be?

Now you know today is Friday Fragments over at Half Past Kissing Time. So go on over for a visit.

Oh and it's VGNO over at Ann Again and Again and and too it is her anniversery. So go on over and check it out mix yourself a drink read a few blogs. (if you read all the way through I'll give you my own adult beverage special drinky-poo)

I’m going to start out my Random Thoughts with a short story. First of all do you guys remember a couple of weeks ago I went to Doodles graduation? Do you remember me telling you I got sunburned, on my head? Well I did, get sunburned that is. Okay so now here is my story and then I’ll give you some random wonderings.

For the last couple of days I have had an itchy head. Not like a “hum, I’m thinking therefore I’ll scratch my head.” No it was one of those drive you crazy itchy heads. I thought to myself, self, you need some Head and Shoulders or perhaps some Selson Blue. So this morning I wash my hair with my normal shampoo.

I wash, rinse and repeat just like the directions say, because I always do as I’m told. I use my conditioner just like the directions say, because I always do as I’m told. I put my anti-frizz product in my hair just like the directions say, because I always do as I’m told. Then I start combing through my tangled mess of frizz. I look into the mirror and notice that I have some white flakes in my hair. Then I notice that I have quite a few white flakes on my follicles. Then I notice that I am infested with them. I try to pull one out to see what it is but it won’t budge. I being the over dramatic, hypochondriac that I am, immediately knew what it was. I knew. I was sure; I positively diagnosed it as (insert dramatic music here) lice. Ewww…uck, gross.
My mind flew through the last several weeks, where had I been, what I had done, whose hairbrush had I used? I could think of nothing. I mean I hadn’t been in close contact with any homeless people. I hadn’t tried on any used hats or used any strange hairbrushes or combs. I hadn’t worn a turban belonging to a Pediculosis ridden Turkish prince. I could think of no where I would have picked up the little buggers. Then I thought of the beach. Maybe I got them from the beach. I immediately Googled lice and how you get them. I ran to Kahuna and said “Look at my head. Do I have lice?” He looked at me sighed really heavy and drug me into the sunlight. “I don’t know what head lice looks like.” I went into my Google laden informational and he picked little white flakes from my head. There we stood in the sunlight looking like a couple of monkeys. There we stood me being the contrite one while the grooming male picked the nits from my scalp. He plucked one from my scalp along with a couple of hair follicles and held it up in the light then he looked at my scalp some more. “Didn’t you get sunburned on your head a couple of days ago” he asked as he examined yet another flake. Then it dawned on me. The reason my head had itched and I was covered in a snow storm of dandruff was I was peeling. I was shedding the tender scalp which I had cooked to a crispy critter.

Your head itches now doesn't it? You can feel little critters scurring through your forest of follicles don't you? Why is it at the mere mention of Lice that your head immediately starts itching?

This brings me to my random thoughts:

Why don’t they make sunscreen for your head?

Why are the only people you see wearing fashionable hats these days either crazy homeless people or crazy gambling people at horse races?

Who was the first person who decided to roll up some leaves in another leave then set it afire?

Why do they call it quitting cold turkey? Why not quitting hot pastrami? Why not luke warm ham?

Why is it when people go camping they feel it is necessary to build the biggest bon fire possible? First of all it's not cold and second of all you built your fire then went back in your motor home and now your smoke is billowing into ours.

Now what are you doing this weekend? Come on you can tell me I’m not going to tell.

Oh and Ann asked how you met your special someone... Well Ann I met Kahuna at a Christmas party my boss threw. It was not love at first sight, but like a wart he grew on me.

I promised you a special drink. Let me just say this will knock your socks off. (This is from my friend Ballz)

PINEAPPLE VODKA

Take 8-10 cans pineapple rings packed in JUICE (NOT SYRUP).

Drain juice. Doesn't have to be bone dry.

Dump pineapple into a bigass container--sun tea jars are fabulous. Use whatever container you have.

Pour a liter of quality vodka (Grey Goose) over the pineapple.

Let set 5-7 days. 7 is better than 5, but you can taste it at 5.

Pour vodka into a container. I used the original vodka bottle. Let the pineapple sit for 2-3 more days to drain off more liquid.

Pour THAT liquid in with the rest of the vodka.

THROW THE PINEAPPLE AWAY. IT HAS DONE IT'S JOB.(trust me on this you do not want to use this pinapple for ANYTHING)

Put vodka in shaker with ice--pour in martini glass.

Yes, you can mix it with something. I don't. I don't care if YOU do.

P.S. Kelly over at Kelly's Casa de Chaos tagged me for a Meme. Here's how it works. Go to your first photo file and post the 10th photo in that file.

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