It only takes eyes to see that Rod Blagojevich is a man who takes his hair almost as seriously as he takes his money. But we have the New York Times to thank for this priceless insight into the governor's follicular regime:
And yet, Mr. Blagojevich, 52, rarely turns up for work at his official state office in Chicago, former employees say, is unapologetically late to almost everything, and can treat employees with disdain, cursing and erupting in fury for failings as mundane as neglecting to have at hand at all times his preferred black Paul Mitchell hairbrush. He calls the brush “the football,” an allusion to the “nuclear football,” or the bomb codes never to be out of reach of a president.
It's hard keeping so upbeat and so wonderful. If I were Blago's spin doctor I'd advise him to tear up in a diner when someone asks him about how he manages to maintain his amazing hair in public, day in and day out. It would do him the world of good.