Showing posts with label mohawk. Show all posts
Showing posts with label mohawk. Show all posts
Friday, May 9, 2008
Hanging out with Josh
I met Josh through the use of Craigslist before I decided to go to Key West. I realized heartily at that time that I could definitely use some more friends around the West Chester area, and someone else might be in the same boat. Well I went over to Josh's a few times and he's nice and easy to talk with. Perfect. Also, we didn't completely lose touch, so now that I'm back from Key West I called him. I'm here drinking some vodka drink, and Josh "re-mohawked" my head and cooked pork tenderloin.
Saturday, May 3, 2008
Wikipedia: mohawk
The title says it. I have a mohawk that's getting longer by the day. I've had a mohawk for a lot of the past lot of years. I don't know the numbers. In high school, I had spikes in the front of my hair, or just a tall wall of hair in the front. All the rest was buzzed. I didn't have a mohawk until some time after high school when I sought slightly less-traditional hair. I never spike or dye my hair anymore, and I'm pretty sure I've never spiked or dyed it since high school. In fact, at 25 years old I'm afraid that I might be too old or grown up for goofy hair. This thought crosses my mind, and I tend to ignore it. I'm comfortable with a mohawk; don't wanna chop it off. On the contrary, I've been considering spiking and dying it. I like spiked and colorful mohawks a lot. I have a decent length, and it's just kinda curly and random. It's a lazy-hawk. I have a slight ethical aversion to spending time and money on pointless aesthetic styling. This has kept my mohawk floppy for a really long time. I also have an aversion to all kinds of stuff, which results in little 'mini rules' that govern how I live. I've come to realize that some of of my rules and policies are just a product of over-thinking. Sometimes you should just do whatever you want. Don't be a blind, dull, boring shit-head - but don't paint yourself into a corner with your own policies. That's why I spent $2.99 on a ring tone. I spent $2.99 to protest my own brain, and managed to not feel guilty about starving children. Now I'm looking at mohawks online. If I were really true to myself I'd get that face tattoo I've been thinking about. Keep in mind that you only have one life with this brain and sense of reality. The more I remind myself of that the better.
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