Do you fix spaceships?

on Wednesday my new glasses arrived. i have been waiting for them almost two months. first in deference to my wife so that we could afford for her to see and then for them to be shipped from the UK. now i have them. and i am very happy.
i smile a little everytime i catch my reflection. but i am also having several strange urges or feelings since beginning to wear them...
i found two pairs of frames i liked when we went shopping back in january. the Ray Ban RX 6066 and the Ray Ban RX 5022. upon seeing me in the 6066 my wife exclaimed "you look like your father!" this both tickled me and perplexed me. i have certain features that definately look like my father, but i have never thought of myself as "looking like" my father. not a problem to me as he is one of my favorite people. more of a "how did that happen". after looking at frames i was leaning towards the 5022... but it seemed all too familiar. and it should have been. a colleague at work had just gotten a pair, something like a week prior.
so i decided that the 6066 was the one for me. i get to look like my dad and not look like i am copying the guy who sits next to me at work. fair trade i think.
since putting this pair of glasses on i feel like i should possibly be headed to work in a cold-war think-tank and listening to jazz. i find myself tending towards a pony-tail more often than letting my hair down. and on occasion checking to see if my hair has gone just a slight bit more red.
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i think i need to get them adjusted to sit straight on my face.
12:36 PM
when you break out the tie-dye under that lab coat we'll all know for sure that you have crossed over.
so you were saying you only went to grad school in new mexico...riigghht.
the glasses look great... top