so yesterday i was on the bus and saw a lady with purple hair. actually it was a lavender-ish colour. she was old, white and wrinkled, a tiny lady and it was almost funny that maybe this is what she said to her hair colourist: "tone down the purple will ya? make it a pastel purple for me- i'm getting a lil' old for the bold shades"

there she was funky granny walking around with her lavender locks (alliteration for effect- they were not so much locks but more like big permed curls coiffed up- ya know... the ah mah hairdo) and i was thinking to myself what if it was an evil prank someone played on her since maybe she was partially blind or something.

happy thanksgiving. i will be at work today. (pat myself on the back)