Feast on hair

These blogs are coming at an erratic pace. Feast or famine. Well, feast your eyes upon this post.
Alright, alright. It was a really unproductive Sunday ok?

First let me give a shout out to the DAWGS! GO HUSKIES! That win today was UNBELIEVABLE. For those who didn't see the final touchdown let me indulge you with Husky lore. Mason Foster intercepted a pass deflected off of Arizona WR Dean's shoe. And he ran it back for a TD with less than 3 minutes left in the game. Unbelievable. The play itself symbolizes the way things are turning around this year from the gutter to glory. Yeah I know, I am reading way to into this. So, let's just name the play and LET THE TURNAROUND CONTINUE! I hearby dub that epic play the 'Shoestring Sensation.' Mason Foster you are my shoestring hero!!!

Second, I went to this bar called 'KEY WEST' last night. It was a pretty swanky little place. There really isn't much surfing in Key West but they gave it the old stereotypical beach look. Minus one random little part. A framed tourist map of Seattle smack dab right in the middle of the framed picture wall. The same map I passed out at the Hotel Deca when I worked there for a year. (I wish my camera wasn't broken so I could show you. I'll get a photo of it eventually.) These are the iconic maps you can get that have all the good spots to hit up in Seattle if you are a tourist. Like the waterfront (Argosy Cruises, Crab Pot), the Space Needle, the yellow area marking the ride free bus area in downtown, etc. I couldn't help but laugh at this. Wrong part of the country, wrong climate for a beach bar. (WTF A LITTLE ANT IS CRAWLING ACROSS MY SCREEN. I better look for these buggers). Still it's almost needless to say I have a new favorite bar in Bupyeong.

Now, that I've gloated a little about the Dawgs and repped Seattle, let's talk about Korean haircuts.

Mainly, how I'm scared to get one. So scared that I am considering growing out the mop again. I figure I can donate it to cancer patients when I get back. I really don't want to go to the barbershop (not the shady, blacked out windows postitute barbershops) and have them butcher my haircut. It was hard enough to find a good barber in the U.S. Now, I'm in a foreign land and I don't want to look like G-Dragon (google him). I don't know how I am suppose to tell this person not to give me the Korean cut. Print a picture of Clark Kent and bring it to them? But then they might save an 'S' into the back of my head.

A few people have gone to get their haircuts already. There have been some success stories like Tony (Drake got a good cut but he's Korean so he doesn't count in this case). And there have been FAILS like Jason. Jason got the Korean cut. The sides are nice and tight. But the top is pouffy. You know it looks like a little like a radish top or a Korean Friar. It's depressing. I don't want to look like that. If I did I would've joined a missionary. No offense Jason. It really doesn't look that bad. It could be worse. They could've drawn a tic-tac-toe board in there. After seeing what the haircutter did to Jason's hair I am even more worried.

This isn't like home, where you could go to a friend's place and have him shave it down with a number 8 guard. But even they had caveats. Like 'I'll cut your hair for you. Buuuuut only if I can shave you a mohawk. You have to keep it for at least the weekend if I do this for you.' I did it. Admittedly, it actually wasn't that bad. I kind of liked it. Thanks Swoll Cat Migs. Oh, and I showed my mom. She freaked. I laughed.

So, I think it's time I put up or shut up. But I am going to leave it for you to decide. Should I let it grow back out to Frodo style? Or should I quit being a panzy and go get your first Korean cut?

Go! Vote!


Notes:

Jason it's really not that bad. But don't go to that hair stylist again.

Women have it great here when it comes to haircuts and styling. They hook it up for you. It's like prom night for you.