Yes, I pulled a "Britney"

So last Sunday, I put clippers to the head and went crazy. Not nut-job crazy like Ms. Spears, but rather "take it all off" kinda crazy. And the reactions have been, um, quite interesting. To answer all your questions as to just why I did it, I decided to reply in a "reply all" fashion:

No, I did not shave my head because I am undergoing chemo.

No, I did not shave my head to steal the spot light from Ms. Spears.

No, I did no shave my head because I had lice. (gross)

No, I did not have a nervous breakdown.

No, I did not shave my head to imitate my art director.

Yes, I shaved my head because I kinda screwed up while cutting my hair. I had just finished the side, just above my ear, and was about to move to the other side of my head to make it all even when the clippers went blunt. And we all know what happens when clippers go blunt. They wrap their little fists around clumps of your hair, quite tightly, and pull. Retract that. They yank! So instead wanting to looking like a 'tard, I flipped the clippers around and decided to take it all off. Hey, I'm all about new experiences, and I had never shaved my head before.

But the cool thing is that while I may look almost thuggish, hair grows back. But for now, I'm enjoying it. Even if people on the street look at me with a mixture of fear and disgust.