Off the Top of My Head

I was so busy today that I had no time to reflect upon serious topics, so here's a photo from about a week ago of me and the kitty named "Scat" distracted by something to our left from reading the news . . . well, one of us, anyway. I can't be sure Scat actually knows how to read, though he invariably joins me there, often even leaning upon my shoulder for an hour as I read, so he might also be reading.

As my own long-time readers will note, this is one of my few bareheaded photos -- I usually wear a cap to maintain my dignity and (more importantly) my mystique. No, I do not mean my mistake! Don't even think that I lost my hair by mistake (as if I would be careless about something like that)! Nor by intention! As if! I lost it neither by accident nor by design, but by masculine necessity: excessive testosterone! You can look it up.

Anyway, when students wonder why I wear a cap and ask me if it's for religious reasons, I say, "It's even more important than religion. I wear a cap for three crucial reasons -- to protect my head from cold, from heat, and from ridicule!"

Speaking of which, I'd better brace myself for smirky snark . . .