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.