For more than 40 years I've resisted cutting my hair. There was one exception for a couple of years when the girls were little and they both pulled at it mercilessly. I used my beard trimmer on my beard and head during that time; but, except for that aberration, I've let my freak flag fly. Tell 'em about it, Mr. Crosby:
But years ago, Sam Cooke warned me that a change gonna come. Oh, yes it will. Plus ca change, plus c'est la meme chose. For longer than my extensive lifetime, oil rigs in the Gulf of Mexico have exploded, burned, been flattened by hurricanes, and failed from sheer human error. What can *I* do about that? Well, aside from voting and harassing my congresspersons, there is one, small thing I can do. These guys are at the forefront of an effort to collect hair because it's pretty efficient at mopping up oil. Go figure, huh? So, I'm planning to shave my wispy, thin, but long hair to send it to help with the mop-up from this spill.
I feel like I owe it to someone.