Day 336: Cut Off All My Hair

On the left: Sam Sheepdog from Looney Toons On the right: So fresh and so clean, clean

The last time I got a real haircut was in late November of 2011.  I say "real" haircut because I went in for a trim in September at a random barber shop and ended up losing a big chunk of my coif.  The reason for growing my hair was because I wanted to donate it to Locks of Love for one of my random acts of kindness.  Since I am not one known for having an attention to detail, I didn't realize until late in the year that you had to have an 8 inch ponytail in order to donate your hair.  Unfortunately, I wasn't going to be able to grow my hair that long in one year, and to be honest with you, I'm not sure my boss would have appreciated me trying to do outside sales while looking like Antonio Banderas in the movie, "Desperado."  I wanted to figure out a way to still utilize my hair for a random act of kindness, and last week I saw a story that gave me an idea.  In an effort to show unity with Chuck Pagano, head coach of the Indianapolis Colts, as he was going through treatments for Leukemia, two cheerleaders for the team decided that they would shave their heads.  Now I know it isn't as drastic a move for me to shave my head as it is for 2 women, but I thought I would try to both raise cancer awareness and show unity with everyone out there I know who is themselves or knows someone going through chemotherapy.  So today, for my random act of kindness, I cut off all my hair to do so.  My wife was happy that I finally got rid of my Movember mustache along with the hair.  She said that I look 10 years younger than I had before, so that's a plus.