Attack of the Mole People pt 2

"Wendy finally got fed up with all my junk around the house and socked me." "I was attacked by a squirrel." "Fresh tattoo." After a dinner, a concert, and two family gatherings, I ran out of snappy responses to questions about my bandaged face. So I decided to stop hiding the gash left when my dermatologist scooped out a suspicious mole.


My hair is long and unruly enough to cover up my cheeks most of the time anyway, and from afar it looks more like a hairy mole or a bug than three stitches. They get removed on Wednesday, so here's a picture for posterity.