Remember how the nerds in Sixteen Candles (John Cusack and Darren Harris) wore underwear on their heads when the Geek dropped by with the passed-out hot chick? I always thought that was sort of hilarious, so tonight I wore underwear on my head. It felt and, aside from the leg holes, looked no different than a soft hat. I picked a stripey pair for maximum fun, and nearly forgot it was a sort of uncouth hat choice until I left to pick up some dish soap. Getting stared at in public is nothing new, but usually it's because of toilet paper on my shoe, or because I'm carrying a giant stuffed tiger, or because I somehow left the house wearing both a sneaker and a high-heeled boot.