The UPS man just told me I was too young to have gray hair. I think responsibility for them can be divided equally between Crazy Man and my sister, with a marginal percentage due to other family members/peripheral-married-in-family members. And now, instead of blogging about my gray hair as a way to waste time, I think I'm going to go do some work. I'm not feeling so motivated today. But I've been sitting here at my desk for an our, so I figure it's time to move on.