I Have Good Hair.

So I heard from a girl I know that my hair looks really, really good. I have my barber cut it the same length all around, it costs a grand total of ten bucks. In fact the guy that usually cuts it moved up the street and I didn't cut my hair for a year because I didn't want anybody else to do it. 

Another lady later said I had nice looking hair, too. So I guess it's official. I'm going to keep this going. Pretty ladies like my hair, so I shall keep my hair the way it is. Pretty ladies, for the purposes of this blog, shall be ladies that recognize that I exist.

Anyhow so I'm going bald and I don't make any attempt to hide it. Yet, no matter how lousy I feel, I can say with confidence that what's left of it is really really flippin' nice.

My good hair has got me a little fan club going. In my imagination. Imaginary fan clubs are still better than no fan clubs, plus with an imaginary fan club you don't have to worry about the president of your fans shooting you in the face. Because imaginary fan clubs don't do that kind of shit.

Because if the President of my imaginary fan club shot me in the face, it would mess up my awesome hair, and all my imaginary fans would be very sad.

Yesterday Buster (who is my hetero lifemate, for those of you uninitiated into the minutia of my sad little life) and I watched Godzilla movies. Well, a Godzilla movie, we spent a good part of the day moving shit. It was Godzilla versus Hedora, and it kind of sucked. I guess Godzilla had to have an obligatory drug movie with a half-assed environmental theme. Hedorah is this giant trash monster that secretes sulfuric acid. These hippies get together and help Godzilla fight the trash monster by building a bonfire and dancing around. Then the trash monster comes and kills all the hippies. So basically the movie was saying hippies are fucking useless. The army finally came with a big heat lamp and thus the trash monster was defeated.

I love Godzilla movies, and I love movies that are batshit crazy. This was a batshit crazy Godzilla movie that I hadn't seen before. I probably won't be seeing it again. It sure the hell wasn't Godzilla versus Biollante, that's for flippin' sure. 

I went off on a tangent there. I can do that, though, because I have good hair.

I also made a red velvet cake, it was delicious. 

Be excellent.

*Now we have Godzilla!