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I made it about six months into 2010 before finally giving in to the heat (see previous post) and cutting my hair. It wa getting to be fairly large so to tame it I would throw a little water on it through out the day. And my bangs would poke my eyeballs a little bit when leaning over to line up putts. So I thought I should probably go less homeless Jim halpert, and maybe go a little more Lionel Messi. However to pull off a solid Messi, I would have to cut only the front and leave the rest untamed to sort of look like a big brown helmet. I whipped out the scissors and started hacking. Lucky for me I went to engineering school and do not have to rely on my hair cutting skills, for which I have none. Maybe I should have gone to the great clips as usual, I would have walked in and said, "just give me a Messi". The would have been only slightly more confused than when I walked in and said, "give me a Joe Biden". Anywho, there I was, standing in front of the bathroom mirror with neither the halfway respectable homeless mans hair style I previously had, nor the soccer players mop that I had wanted. What to do? Lucky for me I have a hair clipper (like any self respecting cheap bastard) and was able to finish my hair style journey with a "Tyler durden". At least I was able to get the front half of my head, the back was left (temporarily) all puffy with a few long spots so it really made me look like a penguin, or some sort of puffin. I had to call in a favor from Alynda to finish off the back. Now it is nice and short and I can work on my head tan now that it is really hot outside.Quite a journey, though I am officially ready for summer.