Last week was rough for me.

I had to take over Liz's job. And it temporarily drove me insane.
The regular powerful unstoppable me is back.
Not to worry everybody. It's all cool.

Liz annoys me, but I like her a lot too, don't get me wrong.
But I do not ever want to look like her again.

Maybe two times a year, I don't wear a hat.

Here's a picture of me, at some writer's awards ceremony.
I hate having to dress up and not wear a hat. A hat keeps my hair in place. It serves a function. Plus, with the hats I make, I can express my feelings on them too. Even when I'm with a chick, I like to leave the hat on.

When I went crazy and turned into Liz last week, and not wearing a hat for a few days straight, I needed to get back to my normal self. So instead of making a new hat for the day, I took a break. And wore one of my old standard classic hats.

So, I got my hats back, and I'm stronger than ever.

I'll let Liz Lemon be Liz Lemon. And I'll be me. "Cause I'm cool."

Take easy.

Frank