I went to the store looking like the UniBomber...

I really did. Not because I didn't plan. I did plan. I got up early, took the boys for a walk. Came in the house did my 20 minute with Rodney Yee. Fixed breakfast. . .ate said breakfast. Then the phone rang. It was Rex. Rex is the local phone dude. Here's a helpful side note: All of last summer there were phone guys digging trenches and placing new phone cable. In early September they finally made it to our house. They brought the cable all the way to the house but didn't hook us up...Why? who know, it's the phone company. We don't have cell phone service out here, they have a monopoly, they really don't give a shit. Now back to my story. Rex called to say he could be at my house in 20 minutes to hook us up if I was going to be around. Sure, I said come on up. He brought a couple of kids (probably they were like 25, but that's 20 years younger than me ...KIDS) to do the work crawl around the in the crawl space and do the hooking up business. So my PLAN was get up, walk, yoga, eat, dye roots, go to town. As I've already said, I only made it to the eat part. So, three house later, the phone guys were finally finished and left. I looked in the mirror and said, I'll just wear a hat. So I just wore a hat, I like hats. Problem? I also like sun glasses. I always wear sunglasses. I went to town, did my stuff, stopped at like 5 stores (which is rare) and the bank. I was in a rush, I got a late start, I got a few looks, pretty much ignored them. Got in the car to go home, looked in the rear view mirror and saw the freeeeeking unibomber staring back at me. At least I wasn't wearing a hoodie.