I had a premonition early on that my hair might become an issue so i took a picture. This photo is circa November 8th, 2007.
So now I am stuck with the picture you see before you (December 3rd, 2007). Colette hassles me about it constantly and threatens to cut it when she finds a suitable instrument. I cant take off my hat for fear of ridicule. Even our German hosts are giving me shit about it. There are names for the style of hair I have unconsciously donned such as Mississippi mudflap, rat tail, mullet, and my personal favorite, duck butt.
But leave it up to the Germans to outdo us. Colette and I heard this and nearly died. In addition, we like it so much that we refuse to refer to it as anything else. They call it a spoiler. Yep, you guessed it, just like the cheesy addition to the trunk of a car.