Thursday, January 25, 2007

Hair Today

It's happening. My hair is getting very long. It looks awful. And yet, I just can't bring myself to get it cut.

Something about having huge, sloppy hair that makes me feel like there is still time on the meter of my life.

Adam, my recognized-by-the-state-of-California-Domestic-Partner, has a look in his eye that telegraphs, "Don't you think I find you ugly enough already after thirteen years?"

Robyn, a lovely woman I work with who is practically blind--I am not kidding--said to me today, "You look so sexy with that hair."

There is major bozo action happening above the ears. My hair grows out, not down. Yet still, I can't seem to hack it off.

Will I become one of those insane people who never cuts his nails and ends up with those ghastly curled things sticking off the ends of his fingers?

Will I swallow one of those cleansing ropes and pull it out of my ass?

I hope not.

For now, I think I will let this mop get wild. It's winter. I can always wear a hat.

I can't be put in prison for unruly locks.

For some reason, I need to let it fly.


Anonymous said...

i think your hair is dreamy!

Rebecca Waring said...

Picture, pleas. I like Adam with long hair too. I'm a child of the 70's. I think you should both go the ponytail route. Me, I cut my own this morning with my sewing scissors in the bathroom mirror. Next time I won't use the pinking shears ;)

Anonymous said...

You're blessed with such hair problems. I've a cul de sac on my head.

Cleansing rope?

Todd HellsKitchen said...

Yes... post a picture... We'll be the judge!