At the Stampede, I saw an old woman with the best (worst?) fem-mullet EVER. So of course I had to take a picture. You just can't let opportunities like these slide. You just can't.
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This is my world of whatever. My world may or may not include music, literature, circus midgets, running, friends, family, karaoke, sushi, pinheads, IT, sordid hipsters, truthiness, three-legged-dogs, sarcasm, movies, Robert Goulet, rain dogs, bearded ladies, whip cream, the sublime, cow bells, Austin Powers plush dolls, Red Bull, born again Christians, strippers, school, skin-tight Wranglers, boys named Sue and you. Enjoy.
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