So there I am eating lunch on campus listening to my new-used sidekick's mp3 player, reading about Anglo archeologists making up Montezuma legends for Pecos Pueblo when I realize I've forgotten I'm in a crowded cafeteriaand have started doing a humming, butt-wiggling chair dance, and yes, people are staring at me.
It was all so much easier when I had a mohawk and people were staring at me anyway.
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That's one reason my wife cites for shaving her head--people stare at her anyway. :-)
Me, I prefer to look conservative and really surprise people!
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