I went jogging this afternoon and it occurred to me, while I was huffing and puffing along, that it might be neat if I let the readers of this site decide my next haircut. (With very few exceptions, my hair has been exactly the same since I first dropped my ToughSkin-covered ass onto a Sit-and-Spin 35 years ago.) Well, I just now checked my email and, as coincidence would have it, there was a letter from a woman named Jennifer. She wanted to suggest that I get something called a choppa the next time I go to visit my stylist Its like you people can read my fucking mind now Soon there wont be any need for the blog at all. Well just operate like the Borg on StarTrek, well share a collective hive mind. We will all be thinking about funny haircuts for me to get at the same time.
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