The last time I had this little hair on my head, I was crapping in my drawers and crying every time I got hungry. Okay, other than having hair, not much has changed since then.
I did the deed Sunday at the St. Baldricks event in Albany, where I met up with my good friend Emily, who showed up to give me some moral support. I chatted with a few passerbys and listened to not only one but two cover bands perform versions of Cee-Lo Green‘s “F*** You.” Except they both did it as “Forget You,” which is a crime against art. Listen, I don’t expect you to do “F*** You” at a ‘family’ event. I’m saying either do “F*** You” or don’t do it at all. Don’t cater to the censored, neutered tripe that goes on the airwaves.
After verbalizing that rant nigh verbatim to Emily, it was time to do the thing. And I did.
It feels…odd. It’s been almost 48 hours, but I still get slightly disoriented when I pass by a mirror. My hair’s also fairly thick, so I’m noticing a difference in terms of how my head feels in the open air, as if there is a consistent draft that’s brushing the sides of my skull; a sensation similar to the one you get from applying Vick’s Vapor Rub.
It’s not really having an impact emotionally. I always had a lot of hair, but I never had a particular affinity for it. I’d considered going bald in the past, but always worried about the shape of my skull and a birthmark my mother told me about. As it turns out, the mark is on the back of my head and it’s barely noticeable. My friend Maeve is convinced that it’ll glow red if I get angry, but I’ve been having a relatively good week thus far, so that hypothesis remains untested.
As for the shape of my skull, it acually doesn’t look too bad. There’s a point at the apex that I wish was smoother, but I am as my genes made me. My brother’s got a good skull and is bald, so I should have known better.
Thanks again to all of you that donated. You ended up raising over $1,100 for childhood cancer research, which is a new record for this space. Congratulations!
If you had meant to contribute but never got around to it, it’s not too late! Click here to give.
More pictures after the jump.
- Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye…
- Listen to me LIVE as guest co-host of Alternative to Sleeping tonight at 10pm!
- Realtors: “WAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH” George Hearst III: “NONONOO SSSSHHH IT’S OKAY, it’s okay…here. Here’s a pacifier.” Kristi: “#oops.”
- Open Mic web series premiere tonight @ Lark Tavern
- Trust Me, You’re Going to Want to See This