Driving with Scissors

Well, mom's instructions to take "just a little off the top" turned into a full-blown haircut. My first one as a matter of fact. You can see my ears now. Do I miss my hair? Why no, I don't believe I do. I didn't even really know that I was getting a hair cut -- or that they used an electric razor on my sideburns (yes, I said sideburns). At first I was a little suspicious of the strange lady who kept touching my head, but really, how suspicious does one need to be when sitting in a shiny red sports car with a box of toys on top?