Bald is Beautiful, Kids...

...but it's also taking some serious getting used to nonetheless!

Anyway, as promised, here are some pics from the other night's head-shaving festivities. First, here's me soon after my cousin had gotten started with the scissors, and looking a little unsure of the whole endeavor, even while knowing it was too late to turn back:



Here I am, well on my way to a mohawk, and apparently in a much more cheerful mood (the wine must have been kicking in):



Alright, everyone, take a good look, because believe me... you won't see this ever again:



Or this:



Now here we go, getting down to the nitty-gritty:



And finally, the moment you've all been waiting for:



Ta-da! My cousin did a nice job, didn't he? Of course, I made sure to thank him... by returning the favor! He is now sporting a very excellent mohawk, courtesy somewhat of yours truly — but mostly thanks to two other friends who were much better at wielding the clippers than I was, and finished the (not very good) job that I started.

So yeah, I am slowly growing accustomed to the sight of myself with no hair. It's still kind of weird, every time I look in the mirror. But I think I'm OK with it. Besides, it's given me the chance to discover my inner hat person, which has been fun.

Alright, have to get going and at least pretend to do something productive today, but hope you enjoyed the pics. Until next time...