So on Monday (tomorrow) I have a job interview. Jeanie decided that I needed to get a haircut for the interview. So she made me an appointment at the local beauty school. I rode my bike on down (my current means of transportation since we parked one of our cars) and got my hair cut.
So if you're thinking I've been building up to something such as "it was the worst haircut ever" you're going to be disappointed. The haircut is fine. Of course there is a punchline -- it turns out that the interview is going to be a phone interview.
Last Picture With My Long Hair
The New Hairdo (Jewell included to make me look better)