News, but not the serious kind
Go ahead Doc, it’s only my eye!
These days, I’m being treated to a flood of photos showing what people will do to themselves to support their favorite team at Euro 2008. Yesterday, you saw a couple of the haircuts, but it gets a lot worse than that.
I have to wonder what sort of conversation took place before this guy in Basel, the city of my ancestry, jammed a Swiss flag contact lens into his eye.
Sure, Doc, I’m aware I’ll probably fall down some stairs or drive into pedestrians because I can’t see right. Yeah, I know the sizzling sun at the game will burn a flag outline permanently onto my iris and I’ll live out my remaining years with sneering strangers calling me “Blind Swiss Guy.” So, how soon can I pick it up?
Related: Take your stylist to the cleaners!