My hair started thinning several years ago and I could have invested in spray paint for the noggin or utilized the amazing comb-over technique where you grow the hair just above your left ear to a foot in length and then combing it over the bald spot and pray for a windless day. Instead I invested in an electric hair trimmer and I keep the thin part shaved. The only time I really miss my hair is on cold days and when I run into people that have not seen me since high school. On cold days, if I don't put on a hat, I stay cold. When I run into old friends, they never recognize me unless I'm with my wife Jilda. I could be an assassin. I can almost hear them say: "I'm not sure officer; I'd never seen him before....he was bald with a beard and looked like one of those guys from the Taliban or perhaps from West Virginia." If I were an assassin, the ones I'd take out are the guys from high school that still have all their hair and haven't gained any weight. At high school reunions they come up to you and say "Oh, I almost didn't recognize you...do you still live around here?" They don't deserve to live. OK, you know I'm just kidding.Actually, not having hair to fuss with saves a lot of time. I can jump out of the shower and I'm ready to go in a matter of minutes. No muss, no fuss. Towel off the head, throw on some jeans and a tee shirt and your on the road again. It's all in how you look at things. You could choose to be self conscience about your hair, make yourself miserable, and avoid reunions but where's the fun in that? So what if no one recognizes you? You could always be a hit man in your spare time.
Life 101 ~ From the Heart of Alabama By Rick Watson
Friday, December 30, 2005
I Miss My Hair
My hair started thinning several years ago and I could have invested in spray paint for the noggin or utilized the amazing comb-over technique where you grow the hair just above your left ear to a foot in length and then combing it over the bald spot and pray for a windless day. Instead I invested in an electric hair trimmer and I keep the thin part shaved. The only time I really miss my hair is on cold days and when I run into people that have not seen me since high school. On cold days, if I don't put on a hat, I stay cold. When I run into old friends, they never recognize me unless I'm with my wife Jilda. I could be an assassin. I can almost hear them say: "I'm not sure officer; I'd never seen him before....he was bald with a beard and looked like one of those guys from the Taliban or perhaps from West Virginia." If I were an assassin, the ones I'd take out are the guys from high school that still have all their hair and haven't gained any weight. At high school reunions they come up to you and say "Oh, I almost didn't recognize you...do you still live around here?" They don't deserve to live. OK, you know I'm just kidding.Actually, not having hair to fuss with saves a lot of time. I can jump out of the shower and I'm ready to go in a matter of minutes. No muss, no fuss. Towel off the head, throw on some jeans and a tee shirt and your on the road again. It's all in how you look at things. You could choose to be self conscience about your hair, make yourself miserable, and avoid reunions but where's the fun in that? So what if no one recognizes you? You could always be a hit man in your spare time.
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Rick: Ever since I bookmarked Life 101 in my browser, it's become an anticipated part of my daily routine. There's always much food for thought and often a good laugh to boot. I think today's is one of my favorites yet.
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I know that you miss your hair, but look at it this way: you still have ear hair!
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