I'm tired of trying to think of titles.

Last week my friend Tyrone got hit on by a guy in a bar. Only problem is, Ty's straight and his hottie girlfriend was sitting next to him. But the guy hitting on him had such a great first line, we have been tormenting Ty with it ever since:

"Dude, I love your 'hawk."

Now how could you not want to go home with that guy?

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In honor of the 4th, I decided to have blue hair for the day. And in honor of Ty's (apparently) lovable 'hawk, I decided to have a blue mohawk.

After an exhaustive search* for wash-out blue hair dye (with the awesomeness that is Laura), I finally found this stuff that is actually hair gel, but blue colored. It didn't have quite the blue-ness effect that I had hoped for, but it did wash right out. Which means I got to talk Mark into letting me use it on his hair, too.

So here we are. Blue hair and mohawks and your mom, oh my!



*I may be exaggerating slightly. We went to three stores, and two of them were across from each other in the mall. But, as has been recently pointed out to me, I am a lazy American (I blame Bush) so that was a lot of walking for me.