June 19 – All Over But The Cryin’

Bald may not be beautiful, but it is a very interesting situation. Things I’ve observed in the few days I’ve been shorn:

1. Stubble is Velcro. Trying to pull a shirt over my head is near-impossible, thanks to the fact that the remnants grabs the cotton and won’t let go. I’ve already destroyed one collar.


2. Heightened sensations. I can feel every little breeze. Even before, when I had my hair down to ¼ inch, there was little I could feel up top, save for a giant wind gust. Now, I feel everything. Showers are the weirdest, because the water just hits it, heats it, and rolls off. One positive: all my hats now fit.


3. My new disguise. It’s the classic reaction of walking up on people and scaring the Hell out of them because they didn’t recognize me until I was right up in front. In my neighbourhood, at least, I’ve had the dogs out with me, so people could at least tell it was me coming, even if they didn’t recognize the outline.

And so it ends. Over $7400 raised, a bald head, and the feeling of knowing that in some small way I helped make a difference. Don’t forget, if you missed my fundraiser, the Vancouver Canadians are having one of their own – “Mullet Madness” – where if you donate money you get a highly fashionable wig for their game June 29.


It’s been fun; now, I gotta go teach. See you around.

Rob