I got my hair cut at Wal-Mart this morning. (Before you laugh, I think she did a fantastic job.) After Robin, the stylist, had finished with the cut, she pleaded with me to put some blue gel in my hair. I’ve never had colored hair in my life (not even on Halloween), but it’s two days after Thanksgiving, I’ve got a good hair cut, and I’m in a good mood, so I figure what the heck. Needless to say, it looks odd. I proceeded to do my grocery shopping with my blue hair. It’s amazing how many double-takes I got whilst parusing the ailes looking for my usual fare of frozen pizza and pizza-related items. A guy walking like he’s drunk with blue hair. You don’t see that in Wal-Mart every day.