My younger daughter, Mollie, was visiting us this past weekend from college.

I was talking to her while she was in the bathroom doing her makeup.

Watching her do her eyebrows, I was hit with the idea that it would be funny to have some triangular clown eyebrows put on me.

After a moment of careful consideration… which, obviously, I am well known for…

I exclaimed: “No, I want to look like an angry cartoon character!”

Mollie is an obliging person, and well versed in her father’s weirdness.

And that is what happened.

And now, naturally, I am sharing it with you.

See… it all makes complete sense.