It was a Hair Raising experience at 7th and Montana this morning as a man with a Mohawk walked right up to me, shook my hand like I was a long lost friend and said, "Hey, Bro ... How've you been ... it's been a long time!" At first I was perplexed. I couldn't quite recall having any friends with a Mohawk. "Oh, same old, same old," I replied, "How about you?" I almost asked him how the wife and Mohicans were doing, but thought better of it. "I'm great," he said, "Just great." Then he walked right into a door frame, mumbled "Oops," and ducked inside Starbucks. As for me, I put my Spycam to good use. I quickly ran a search for "Mohawk" on my blog and -- voila -- there he was. I met him in 2007, but can be forgiven for not immediately recognizing him. Back then his Mohawk was a lot more pronounced. I guess it's the recession ...
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he looks like one of those bottle washers to me!
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