Hair

“Down to here; Down to there; Down to where; It stops by itself.”

So I finally did it. I went six months without getting a hair cut. The last time I mentioned my brownish locks, I had shaved my scalp bald with my Gillette Mach 3.

I really don’t like having long hair, but I had never before let it grow out for more than a few months at a time. My straight, waveless hair can be a bit tough to manage, the longer it gets.

Also, it grows much slower up top than in the back. It’s not quite Macgyver or Joe Dirt…”business up front, party in the back,” but it’s close.

God, I almost look like a freaking academic. You know, when I was young, I used to wonder why Einstein would let his unruly hair stick out all over the place, but now I must confess, there are days when I know I won’t see anyone else, I just let my follicles position themselves however the hell they want. Why waste time with a comb?

I won’t be going bald again, though. I’ll probably stop by a hair salon this week for the first time since August.

Update: Six months and three days was all I could take. I chose Hair Cuttery because I had some errands at Staples and Whole Foods in the same plaza. I found it amusing that the stylists were all talking about this week’s episode of The Apprentice because apparently Hair Cuttery was that show’s business of the week. Hmm. I used to occasionally watch The Apprentice, but once they started airing opposite 24, there’s no contest.