So, I woke up this morning and my head started spinning. And spinning…and spinning… It didn’t explode, which is what I was afraid of. It just fell off. It’s sitting there on the floor right now. This clearly makes typing a bitch. I don’t want to put it back on for the moment. So that’s all I got today.
The Pilver 
And Max is not there to help. This just proves how much you need a cat around the house.
Too bad there’s not some nutty blond running around with a giant straw to help you put it back on.
My hair is RED!
Aw crap.