punk cred

Last Thursday, after a fine Rockstar evening, Heather, aided by Dave, tricked me into getting a mohawk:
 
 
Either everyone engaged in a massive conspiracy to deceive me by telling me they all loved it or I’m the only person that thinks I look absolutely ridiculous with a mohawk.
 
In any event, you can find more pictures of it here. And this is really the only chance you’ll get. On Friday evening, about 20 hours after getting the mohawk, I shaved it all off. So now I look more like a traditional cancer patient.

4 thoughts on “punk cred”

  1. so the hurricane ate jack-town and daddy and i get to camp out in a pretty sweet hotel until saturday, when he takes me up to school. score. something like 195,000 people lost all power, running water, and any means of communication, including cell phone towers. daddy and i decided that we could not manage without our air conditioning, cell phones, laptops, and televisions, not to mention, you know, a shower and a glass of water. so we threw everything we could find into the car and here we are in memphis, tennessee. yaaaaaaaaaaay. i even have my own room. so call my cell (that actually works, now that we\’re 300 miles north of disasterzone. its new, too. my moving out of the house present was a motorola razr phone.) this is a long comment, so email me? i got a new one since my school finally bothered to disconnect me. nice hair, by the way.

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