I interrupt our scheduled fall programming to bring you the following in honor of Redhead Day. I had red hair once. I looked pretty terrible and my mother almost murdered me, but it was so much fun. I felt like I could do anything and be wild, because I had red hair. Also funny: both of my grandfathers loved it. Perhaps it's a generational thing?
And lest we forget everyone's favorite redheaded royal rapscallion . . . Hi Harry! Glad they let you out of the Tower after your Vegas shenanigans.
Happy Redhead Day, everyone. Harness your inner redhead spirit and do something wild. :) Like going out on a school night to the book signing for Blog, Inc., by Joy Cho (of Oh Joy!). If you're there, say hi! (I'll be the really tall