It’s Been A Year…

…since I last sat in a barber’s chair. No lie. A full calendar year. Don’t really remember why I decided to stop — I liked my barber; Louie over at Tony’s Barbershop next to the KFC where Glendale Boulevard  meets Fletcher — but as I just kept not going the idea of just letting things grow kinda grew on me. After all, I’ve been wearing it short since I was in ninth grade.

Not that in the past 12 months I haven’t tried to keep some semblance of order to my locks. I bought one of those clipper kits at Costco a few months back and use it to kept the sides short. Mostly. And Susan’s been a dear in helping keep the back from going full-blown mullet — or at least she used to until she finally stopped bringing up the rear probably in hopes I’d seek the services of a professional to tame things.

It’s true things are pretty wild up there. See? I call this look the Angler Fish:

Maybe you can’t tell from the above snap, but there’s hairs up top in that air that are knockknockknockin’ on the eight-inch-length door. The last time I wore it anywhere near that long? Sixth grade. And that wasn’t by choice, that was by the haircuts-aren’t-as-big-a-priority-as-food rule given my mom’s limited income.

Now it’s by choice, and I think it’s probably a mid-life thing. I’ve worn my hair so close to the scalp for so long that it’s nice at this late stage to be able to let it all hang out — and actually makes me miss not doing so when I was younger. Maybe it’s a silly way to capture lost youth, but far less so than, say… a Harley.

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Will Campbell arrived in town via the maternity ward at Good Sam Hospital way back in OneNineSixFour and has never stopped calling Los Angeles home. Presently he lives in Silver Lake with his wife Susan, their cat Rocky, dogs Terra and Hazel, and a red-eared slider turtle named Mater. Blogging since 2001, Will's web endeavors extend back to 1995 with, a comprehensive theater site that was well received but ever-short on capital (or a business model). The pinnacle of his online success (which speaks volumes) arrived in 1997, when much to his surprise, a hobby site he'd built called VisuaL.A. was named "best website" in Los Angeles magazine's annual "Best of L.A." issue. He enjoys experiencing (and writing about) pretty much anything creative, explorational and/or adventurous, loves his ebike, is a better tennis player than he is horr golfer, and a lover of all creatures great and small -- emphasis on "all."