Hair...not the short story

I'm proud of my hair. I'm 31, and have a full head of the stuff. There may be a couple grey strands here or there, but who's looking? Me, actually, every week or so. They first appeared. . .at an earlier date, but once thirty hit I felt I could admit to them. And now thirty-one is here, well, fair enough, I have some grey hairs. At least I have hair, unlike some of my contemporaries. My hairline hasn't changed in about six years, so I'm pretty sure it's staying where it is. My father and grandfather both have a full head of hair, so I'm good.

My one concern is when I shave it all off in March, it'll come back greyer. I'm not ready to look distinguished. Give me another couple of years before that, please?

Oh yeah, I'm shaving my head in March. Been talking about it for a while now, and it's for a good cause. It's to raise money for the St. Baldricks foundation, which raises money to fund cancer research, specifically to help kids. The last couple of years I've been to the event, in McMullans pub,but this year I'm taking the plunge, joining the Cirque Du SoBald team, and shaving it off. Never had a completely shaved head before. Dad used to make us get buzz cuts when we were younger, but right now my ears have disappeared under the three musketeers look I've got going right now.

Anyway. Shaving head. What is it with this year, me being all impulsive and taking the plunge over and over? Well, whatever, at least this one's for a good cause. Here's the link to my page, click on it and donate money to help kids with cancer!

http://www.stbaldricks.org/participants/mypage/participantid/421456