Monday, June 28, 2004

Hair Apparent

“Hair is central to city life. Hair is the barometer of the soul. Every head puts forth a certain quantity of hair, and it demands tending, fuss, decision. Man is the only animal who owns a comb.”
(Paul Rudnick, Social Disease)

I’m growing my hair so that Ipe can do something about it. I am not sure exactly what can be done to my hair that I will like, so I’m keeping my fingers crossed but not raising my hopes up too high. If hair is a man’s crowning glory, mine is a dull, worn-out tiara. Thank god it’s not a crown of thorns—whoops, thank Jesus pala.