I Lost My Hair...

Long story short. Or short story long.

Either way, it's come to the point where I've lost my hair. I could say that I got cancer and had chemotherapy and lost it all, but that wouldn't be fair to the people who really have cancer and have needed chemotherapy. I could also say that I decided to join the monastery in Tibet, or that I've decided to emulate Mike, but that wouldn't be fair the monks or to me.

So what happened? I got my head shaved. I look like a little monk or a cross between me and William Hung...with a bit of Mike. Either way, it's gone.

I went to get my hair cut, and I wanted what I usually get - shaved to 1 on the sides and a scissor trim on the top. The stylist misheard me and gave me a 1 on the sides like I asked, but then started buzzing the top off. By the time I realized what had happened, it was too late. My hair had disappeared and I had a hole missing in my matte of hair. What could I do, but to let her take the rest of it off too.

So now, I'm baldish and I won't look normal for another 3 weeks or so when I grow out and get it cut again to fix it.