Questions. I Have Them.

I was at the barbershop yesterday (hey ladies!) and as I sat under that weird sheet/tarp thing without holes for arms that they cover you up with, I was reminded of this bit of my own genius from 2011:

Getting my hair cut this morning, I was slightly surprised to see that there weren't holes in that poncho thing they hang on you to put your arms through, so you can text/surf etc. Where are we, Red China?

This makes even less sense in 2026, since now more than ever we're all glued to our phones at all times except for the 30 minutes we find ourselves in a barber's chair, during which for some reason we find it very normal to be forced to stare off into space instead? 🤔🤷‍♂️