Today while thinking of Arlen Specter, two trains of thought did quite a bit of rambling from place to place: first I began to wonder if he was bald, then eventually my thought train got to the concept of a hypothetical future where baldness is in fact the sexiest one could get. This made me think of marketing bald caps to those who want the sexy bald look, but dont want the hassle of constant upkeep (shaving your head daily is a pain in the ass.)
These convergent thought trains eventually came together in a spectacular collision and all at once I had one of those glorious "eureka" moments. You know the kind, where something becames startlingly clear?. See, I've always had an interest in alien visitation phenomena, so I'm constantly thinking about "greys" in the back of my head and today was no exception. In a blink of an eye, I suddenly had the answer to all the similar sketches people from around the world have drawn of "alien" visitors: Phil Spector in a bald cap.
EDIT 5/18/07: I realized I spelled Phil's name wrong, making the number of hits this is getting somewhat miraculous. Maybe now that the trial's in the news and I've spelled his name properly, more people may come this way.
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