Published on May 29, 2004 By Jamie Burnside In Home & Family

Hey there friends.  I hope that you're having a good weekend.

My wife, my son, and I were having lunch at Panera in Elk River.  After lunch, I went into the bathroom to wash my hands.  I looked into the mirror and saw that my hair was getting really long and shaggy.

Since there was a hair salon next door, I decided to get my haircut.

I asked for the barber to use the "number 8 clipper."  (I thought that's what I usually get!)

Apparently I don't usually get the number eight.  The eight cuts way too short.  It turns out that my hair was cut as short as it has ever been.  I look like I am about to be sent to the gulag!

Pretty short, huh?


Comments
on May 29, 2004

On the bright side, you won't use as much shampoo and it will grow back!

I buzzed Lonesome's head with a #3 guard once... that was the last time he let me cut his hair.

It's not that bad...I kinda like it.  Makes you look pretty tough and thuggish!