Recently a stand of old growth NYC foliage was clear-cut. It might not sound old, but this growth was just short of two years old. It was healthy growth, but slightly out of control. It had been left on its own to grow wildly without an effort at taming it. Well, it was tied up at times to make the growth presentable to the public. But in the end, the growth was unable to escape the onslaught of . . . a job offer.
September 2004 is the last time I had my haircut. It started out as something different to do and ended up being a long endeavor. After a while I determined that if I let it go long enough, I might be able to donate it for charitable purposes. A few years ago, a friend grew his hair out and donated the growth to an organization that makes wigs for cancer patients undergoing chemotherapy. I decided to try and do the same.
In June I start a new job and so Ariel helped me do a clear cut. We tried to maximize the yield and what resulted were some pretty interesting ponytails. My mom always told me she thought I was going to be a girl. Well, I make a pretty ugly girl, but I tried out some girlie dews few minutes. Enjoy the pictorial journey. If you’re a dude with a flexible boss, grow the hair – it’s fun.














