On Tuesday I got a haircut
In fact I got em all cut
I have been hiding in the back of my house since then
I now have the nerve to face the public

It's been two and a half years since the trauma of my last haircut

Back in January, I got in the kind of funk that made me think that brushing
my hair was too much work as well as being very time consuming.
The dred began then and until Tuesday morning it kept growing, getting
more nappy every day (I was a "Nappy Headed Bro")

Now I got nothin' against Dreds
Periodically, I visit a driveby coffee joint in San Bruno
If I go on a Monday morning, I know I will get a great cup from
a young woman who works on that day
I look for her "big" hair when I get near and go to her window
even if it has the longest line
If I were as pretty as she is I would not cut off my dred

I called Rob M. last week and asked if I could come by the shop and have him "fix" my hair.
Tuesday, Mayday, International Workers Day, I went to the shop.
I drove myself
I thought about asking someone to take me
I was concerned that he would have to use drugs that might impair my driving.
I was also frightened about not knowing who I would be
after the scissors and combs were put away.
No longer having my "Freak Flag" was not a condition I relished

Preceding my last haircut, it was 32 years between visits to a barber.
For about four years I was willing, under the proper circumstances, to "deal with it"
The following is an excerpt from my Spam of two years ago:

Yesterday morning, I picked up Steve Brown and his video equipment
His assignment was to record the end of split ends
 
We drove to Rob Modica?s house
His assignment was to remove the dredlock and to even out the remaining hair
 
My assignment was to behave, minimize the sobbing and keep my head still
All parties fulfilled their assignments
 
Yesterday afternoon I drove my car with the window down
My hair has always blown in my face when the window is down
The longer my hair, the more of my face was covered
This is no longer true

The video, in great demand will be available on DVD soon - check your local paper

This time it took only about three months to dig up the nerve to go.
I recalled how much more comfortable I was and how it DID grow back, just as promised.
I intend to grow it longer than it is now - he had to take a lot off to remove all the knots.
But I will be visiting Rob a couple times a year for a tuneup
For those of you who may be concerned that shorter hair will alter my personality,
I too am worried.

It's up to you to make sure that if you see any signs of change,
please let me know immediately
I may start listening to Kenny G. - A visit to the Great American Music hall,
Yoshi's or the Freight is cure recommended by the APA.
I may start watching American Idol on TV - Adding good speakers to my TV
would cause me to find, with haste, the remote control
I may begin eating lunch at Denny's because I fit in - an "Einstein"-type wig
would be an appropriate cure
I may be compelled to vote Republican - Euthenasia may be necessary

No interventions - please

I hope you have the time to stop by an see my head
By the time my Birthday parties are underway, I hope my hair has grown enough
that I can get back into Berkeley
Please checkout my updated website - it will be updated in the next few weeks - I promise

The following is an how I closed my Spam of two years ago - it remains in effect:

I love you all and look forward to you running your hands through my hair