Cold head, warm heart
Okay, I'm gonna share something with you guys and someday you'll all thank me. Here it is. Scrooge was DEFINITELY on to something.
Ah, ah, ah – not what you're thinking. I'm talkin' about his headgear. And not at work but at beddie bye time. I've NEVER seen him without a crazy cotton hat that was kinda cone shaped. You know what I'm talkin' about, right? Like something made to fit on those weird head extrusions that Jabba the Hut's girl minions sported.
Well, if you've ever met me you know that I keep my hair short. Somewhere between zero and 0.125 inches. Usually more toward the zero side. And you know what? When it's cold the old noggin gets cold as well. And one day I was given one of these as a gag gift. A sriped Scrooge cap complete with tassel. Well, turns out it's no gag. Sooo warm and toasty. And stylish too! (Well, it IS a style of sorts, right?)
If only old Scrooge had worn his all day it would have cured him of his bah humbugs without any intervention from required. Cold heads make you grumpy. Warm heads fill you up with Yuletime cheer. So here's my advice. If your hair's getting a little thin up top – give 'er a try.
- And that's today's word from the bird
