I've been in kind of a funk lately, a bad one that has lasted a bit longer than some of my funks in the past. I haven't had anything to laugh about really, or should I say that I have not seized the opportunity when it has presented itself because of this dark, unrelenting little funk.
That all changed at 3:27 AM this morning when I rolled out of bed to get ready for work. Yeah, 3:27AM, I work at 5AM on Mondays, it's brutal for a night owl like myself. Anyway, at 3:27 this morning, I lumbered into the bathroom to brush my teeth and go pee,(not neccessarily in that order). That was when I looked in the mirror and realized that my hair had decided to style itself under the curtain of darkness while I slept. It looked as if all of the air in my head had begun to deflate from my left ear at an extremely high psi. All of my hair seemed to stand straight up from the left and then took a hard 45 degree turn to the right. Keep in mind I am not by nature an early riser, so I happened to notice this anomaly with one eye closed and the other reluctant to function at such a ridiculous hour. But this was too good, I had to take the opportunity to crack myself up and I went for it with all of my heart.
I struck the Fonzarellian pose, we all know the one, when he is in his office, aka the mens restroom at Al's Diner and he goes in with both hands to make the neccessary adjustments to his hair only to realize that, "Aaaaaayyyy", it's already perfect. I laughed out loud for a good couple of minutes, trying to stay as quiet as I could so to not wake up the wifey.
Sometimes it's the simple things isn't it? A much needed laugh and a good start to what turned out to be a pretty decent day.