Wednesday, December 16, 2009

...hair...

...do you remember the song "hair"? it was like late '60's, and most people knew it because the 'cowsills' (what kind of name is that?) sang it on the am radio (as opposed to fm)...but...it was really from the broadway musical "HAIR"...

...great auntie nonie wanted to buy us a record so she happily picked up "hair", but it wasn't the 'cowsills', nope, it was freaked out, drugged out, sexed out, hippies...and we loved it!...thankfully my sister was old enough to realize the opportunity that had been dropped in our laps, so she quickly filed it with all the happy records and we only listened to it when the 'rents were out of the house...

...we should have charged admission to all the kids we had in to listen over the years...it was a treasure, that's for sure...it had words i still don't know the meaning of, yet sang along to for years...never at home mind you...and it got me thinking about hair...as i was drying 'the buddha' (i can call him that again, as is fur is growing back and he's not so embarrassed anymore) thoughts of hair, all kinds of hair popped into my head...

...hair really is a personal sort of thing, whether it's your own or somebody elses...i would like to see the same standards and expectations applied across the gender spectrum...it would be a kinder, sweeter world, if everybody shaved their armpits...and legs, and definitely moustaches (come on brenda, at least get it waxed!) beards are quite dirty, crap, you can track a man's last three meals on his beard! (same goes for the beard brenda)...hair doesn't belong on backs and people who flaunt it should have it singed off (just a word of warning brenda)...i mean, if homo sapiens (don't you just love it that we are all homos) were supposed to have hairy backs, we would still have tails and swing from trees...you know, the fact that we eat bananas is worrying to me...

...now, i keep my eyes shut in the change room and shower at the pool, so i don't know what style people are going with when it comes to the short and the curlys...i especially keep my eyes closed in the men's change room...those things scare me!!...but, my friends at the day spa say that waxing is in, and bare is what to wear in my little corner of the world...waxing hairy men does kind of make up for not experiencing the pain of childbirth...maybe i'll book a time at the day spa, just to go and watch...they have a great rate for spectators...


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