After my triumphant return from Afghanistan, I decided to take a few months off from drills with the Naval Reserve. Not having any other real requirement to maintain grooming standards, I decided to see what I'd look like if I grew my hair out.
Reviews were mixed, but mostly negative. At it's best, my newly-long hair looked cool like this:
But the rest of the time it tended to look like this:
So after a particularly tedious day of pushing hair out of my eyes or, as often, doing that shampoo commercial head flip thing that always looked great when, say, Kathy Ireland was doing it but mostly made me look like I had Parkinsons or something, I finally decided to go ahead and get a haircut.
Halfway through this particular weight-loss program, my head looked like so:
I don't have an "after" picture because I started wearing hats just as soon as I was done getting my haircut.
Despite this clearly prudent precaution, I still ended up with a nasty head cold.