"Bald Melons...." May 6, 2000

"Bald Melons...." May 6, 2000

Three Before Midnight...

....and for as long as I can remember, I have had hair. I cannot attest to when I was born, but for as far back as my memory goes, to about the time I was three, I have had thick, wavy, sandy blonde locks that grow with rare rapidity. During those times when I was wee, I heard endless upon endless comments about how nice my hair was.

People feel obligated to make a positive comment about something, anyway. All I had was my hair.

Until now.

I am as bald as an eagle, a chrome dome, smooth as a baby's bottom...

I am Steve.

Alyx is going to lose his hair soon. He has no choice in the matter. To support him, and with his sanction, Lowlandz and I shaved our heads today. First with clippers, then with shaving cream and razor. There are no whisps, no stubble, no whiskers even. All that remains is a pasty white scalp whose skin has never been exposed to direct sunlight.

It is still all too surreal for me.

Running my hand over the hairless skull, feeling the smoothness, finding nothing there but skin, feeling even the slightest breeze caress my head, is undoubtedly going to take some getting used to.

The Goddess loves it. Freda loves it. Lowlandz, Alyx and myself all think the other two look better.

I know they do.

I fear I look like an Arian.

shudder

But I have a mind to keep it this way for a while....

....Blessed Be...