Cutting Up
Cutting up doesn\’t only mean misbehavior. Needing to wear a cycling helmet on an almost daily basis brings me to the subject of how to manage hair. I myself like short hair. It needs less shampoo; it dries much faster after washing; when it\’s time to clap on that helmet I don\’t have to worry about tying up all that hair, and then perhaps having the helmet not fit over whatever style I\’ve chosen. I\’d have to waste time re-fixing my hair! Here\’s the catch about short hair. It need cutting every few months. Even at a low-cost establishment, a basic cut plus a tip easily comes to $20. There\’s usually a radio blaring away at a volume level too high for my comfort. On top of that, such places are full of the fumes of all kinds of \”stuff\”. In fact, there\’s something (perm fluid?) that smells to me like an open sewer! The only other way, then, to get a haircut is to tackle it myself. I have a pair of barber shears that I bought many years ago. I started trying to cut my own hair. Then for about 11 years my hands, arms, and wrists hurt too much (overuse at a computer at work) for me to hold them up while doing self-barbering. Then, a few years ago, I started at it again. The results often doesn\’t look too good, but hey — it will grow. Then after a few months I can try again. It\’s like — you guessed it — riding a bike. If you want to be able to do it, you have to get out there and do it! Cutting up is the name of the game in this case.