“Don’t Want No Foo-Foo Haircut On My Head”
Tim Lincecum, winner of this year’s NL Cy Young award, seems to have an aversion to haircuts of any kind, “foo-foo” or otherwise. Witness the length of his locks in this recent photo:
Maybe his award should have been named the Cyann Young award. Pretty soon, I’ll be getting him confused with her:
70’s punk pioneer Patti Smith. Ms. Smith appears to be a bit confused herself, as it appears that she’s standing next to a urinal.
Of course, smoking certain substances has been known to cause memory loss. Thank goodness Timmy has that tattoo of the symbol for “male” on his back to remind him, just in case!
In Phillies-related news, a one-year deal appears imminent with Juan Castro, who will replace Eric Bruntlett as a utility infielder. Not much to say on this, as I don’t know too much about Castro, but he certainly has to be an improvement over Bruntlett’s abysmal .171 batting average.
Tomorrow is Thanksgiving – I hope all of you out there have a great turkey day, and enjoy the time spent with your family and friends. Every year I intend not to eat so much, but I always do, and spend the rest of the afternoon practically comatose.
As soon as I’m done typing this, I better go start cleaning like a fiend – only 24 hours till my guests arrive!
In case you were wondering, the title of this entry is a song from the truly unique Mojo Nixon. Check him out, you’ll see that “unique” doesn’t even begin to convey the full wierdness that is Mojo.