Mohawks and Starbucks and Jude Law

I'm currently staring at one of the most bizarre haircuts I've ever seen walk into a Starbucks. I'm dubbing it a Mohawk Minus. Also, the boy wearing it happens to be punk doppelganger for Jude Law. Very disconcerting.

Allow me to describe.

There's a head of brown hair - reasonably clean.

There's a one-inch wide mohawk, very wobbly cut, down the center, as if it was carved out in the dark, in a hurry.

Then, there's a three-inch swath of bare skin carved out around the temples going down to the bottom of the skull.

On the left side, there's a patch of hair the size of the palm of my hand above the ear.

On the right, there's a small patch just above the ear, as if the razor slipped.

Nothing about this haircut is symetrical.

But Mohawk Minus Jude Law here seems happy.

He's with two companions. He's sipping on a single shot of espresso, while they're slurping on a Vivanno and fighting for the whipped cream. They're also dipping off the whipped cream with the lid.

Yes, you read that right, with the lid. The boy has taken off the domed lid to the drink and is using that to scoop up the whipped cream. The girl has scored a trenta water and is diving in after him to grab the lion's share of the dairy delight. Watching the dynamic play out between them is quite amusing.

And suddenly, they're off. On foot too.

Mohawk Minus Jude Law is wearing beige twill corduroys and a purple shirt. The male half of the couple is wearing black cutoffs, a blue shirt, Joe Boxers (he's got them puffed out the back of his hanging-way-too-low pants) and a percussion boot on his left foot. And the girl is in some kind of attractive print dress. She's the only one who doesn't look like she got dressed out of the remnant bin of a Salvation Army - and she paid.

I always like to imagine what sorts of stories kids like these have.

I wonder where they live, what kind of lives they have.

And whether they are happy. They seem happy. I hope they're happy.

Mohawk Minus Jude Law seemed to appreciate his single shot of espresso. And the kids loved their mock whipped cream fight.

Oh, to be young and silly again.