Hair apparent

I remember looking at my parents' yearbooks, making fun of the doofy fashions. At least people won't make fun of what my generation was wearing, I thought. All the styles looked fairly respectable.

So then I was looking through my yearbooks and realized that, like a fine wine, heinous fashion needs time to mature.

Granted there are trends and fads that seem perfectly logical at the time, only to see years later that, well, maybe that wasn't the case.

I'm thinking of Union Bay jackets, pinning the legs of your jeans and multiple Swatches.

Then there are things that seemed a little odd even at the time and are practically incomprehensible any time after that.

Case in point:

What the hell were we thinking?

Sure, I like Batman as much as the next guy, but I'm not going to have his symbol carved and dyed on the back of my head.

Of course, they could reflect the Bat-signal off the back of my head these days, but that's not the point.

About the only benefit to this that I could think of is that it would eventually grow out.

Oh yeah, and hats. Hats would help, too.

I'm trying to remember what other things guys got carved in their hair, but I can't think of any.

The period between 1985-1992 was just not a very fashionable time. Cough-cough-mullet-cough-cough.

I was only spared a little because I wasn't fashionable then, either. I've always thought that I cultivated the classic, timeless dork look.

Just ask my wife.

And yes, that's a Garfield shirt. I forgot it was picture day.

I think out of all the years I got school pictures taken, I was actually prepared once.

In kindergarten.