I have to make up a day in the A to Z challenge, so this is what y'all get. Which reminds me that Y also stands for Y'all and Yeehaw...not that anyone I know actually says the latter. Which is pretty surprising considering I live in Alabama.
Anyway. (Look at all these Y(s)...I'm kickin' some Y butt!)
Flying molten glass
decided to introduce itself
to my face
I'm pretty sure that's going to leave a scar, and I've been practicing my Catwalk ever since.
What? It is totally Cindy Crawford mole-ish.
Then again, it's kind of Dr. Evil-ish too.