das Rasieren eines Kopfes
I decided to shave my head.
I had been toying with the idea ever since I cut my hair off, and I eventually just decided to say fuck it and go through with it. I used to shave my head on a regular basis, and I have already received a number of comments saying that it makes me look like the Fred of yore.
This is actually the day before the deed, me having just woken up. Not a bad reference for wot the hairs were looking like lately though, and I didn't take a photo immediately before I started.
I don't always play with guns in the morning, but sometimes you just feel like holding a .44 while eating cereal.
I don't know wot it is, but shaving my head makes me go mental for a little while. See also, exhibit B, circa 2001:
Cutting the hair into odd styles is half the fun of shaving your head.
Time to start having to buy razor blades and shaving cream more often...
Fin!
Having a shaved head is one of the few hair stylings I have ever truely been satisfied with. I can deal with weekly maintenence; it's this having to mess with my hair every goddamn day that I get sick of.
Observations and recollections about having no hair:
1. Washing your face can quickly turn into washing your whole head
2. Although I know it is not true, I feel as though I can move my head much faster
3. A few days ago I was wondering why people with no hair always have shiny heads. Now I know.
4. Not unlike I observed while I had long hair, there is a secret recognition and camreaderie among men with shaved heads.
I have this strange scar on the top of my skull that always intrigues me. it is in the shape of a circle and there is a corresponding anomoly in my skull with it in the center. It is seriously the sort of thing you would expect to see if you were to drill into someone's skull and then let it heal. Next time I see you, ask me and I will let you feel my weird head-hole.
I have no recollection of an injury that could have caused the scar, and certainly nothing so severe as to have altered the shape of my skull. I joke about being abducted by aliens and having a tracking device put in my skull or some such, but in all actuality it does strike me as very strange, and I wonder why it is there.
It's interesting to note that when I first noticed the mark, I was seriously considering trepanation. I had shaved my head and was talking about the procedure with a friend of mine, and was gesturing to illustrate where I thought the proper spot to do it was when I noticed the divet.
I had been toying with the idea ever since I cut my hair off, and I eventually just decided to say fuck it and go through with it. I used to shave my head on a regular basis, and I have already received a number of comments saying that it makes me look like the Fred of yore.
This is actually the day before the deed, me having just woken up. Not a bad reference for wot the hairs were looking like lately though, and I didn't take a photo immediately before I started.
I don't always play with guns in the morning, but sometimes you just feel like holding a .44 while eating cereal.
I don't know wot it is, but shaving my head makes me go mental for a little while. See also, exhibit B, circa 2001:
Cutting the hair into odd styles is half the fun of shaving your head.
Time to start having to buy razor blades and shaving cream more often...
Fin!
Having a shaved head is one of the few hair stylings I have ever truely been satisfied with. I can deal with weekly maintenence; it's this having to mess with my hair every goddamn day that I get sick of.
Observations and recollections about having no hair:
1. Washing your face can quickly turn into washing your whole head
2. Although I know it is not true, I feel as though I can move my head much faster
3. A few days ago I was wondering why people with no hair always have shiny heads. Now I know.
4. Not unlike I observed while I had long hair, there is a secret recognition and camreaderie among men with shaved heads.
I have this strange scar on the top of my skull that always intrigues me. it is in the shape of a circle and there is a corresponding anomoly in my skull with it in the center. It is seriously the sort of thing you would expect to see if you were to drill into someone's skull and then let it heal. Next time I see you, ask me and I will let you feel my weird head-hole.
I have no recollection of an injury that could have caused the scar, and certainly nothing so severe as to have altered the shape of my skull. I joke about being abducted by aliens and having a tracking device put in my skull or some such, but in all actuality it does strike me as very strange, and I wonder why it is there.
It's interesting to note that when I first noticed the mark, I was seriously considering trepanation. I had shaved my head and was talking about the procedure with a friend of mine, and was gesturing to illustrate where I thought the proper spot to do it was when I noticed the divet.