On the weekends, I strip off the trappings of corporate America and relax. This includes my Weekend Rule #1... I do not care how my hair looks. The crazier and wilder it looks, the better. I love walking into Starbucks on Saturday or Sunday and know everyone one is looking at my mop and thinking... whatever. I really don't care.
There is one exception to the rule... If I'm going out with the wife, then all the Weekend Rules are null and void. Whatever it takes to make her happy.