A couple of readers asked how my "star-spangled" hair project is coming along. Something of a let-down, truth be told.
In a previous post I noted that my hair was beginning to succumb to the effects of radiation and slowly uprooting. For some reason I hit upon the idea of taking that opportunity to cover my head with a series of little star shapes. Early attempts looked more like a new species of threatening insect. Hardly star quality ones at that.
A few days later, in a stroke of (if I do say so myself) genius, I realized the star shape might be easier to see when carved out of the follicle forest if it were somewhat larger than my earlier attempts. A large, copper, star-shaped cookie cutter provided the perfect solution. No, no, no! I did not attempt to embed said cookie cutter into my noggin. Rather, I traced the shape on a piece of cardboard which served as a template for the desired shape. By gently rubbing around the perimetre of the cardboard, I was rewarded with almost instant success. Okay, I got one and one half points (sort of) of the five-pointed star, but still a success by any measure.
I intended to continue the selective rubbing process on a daily basis, however, the big wave of fatigue hit and spoilt everything. Tossing about on a pillow dislodged several hairs. The top bit at the back fared better than the sides, but the indiscriminate friction made a right mess of any hope of star status. Sigh.
Today I better resemble a cat with a nasty bout of mange than a heavenly body. Again, sigh.
Am thinking of visiting a local barber to see if he might shave the rest of the mess off. At least then every hair would be starting anew on a truly level playing field.
Oh the things that occupy the idled mind!
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