Here Baby, There Mama

I haven't had a hair cut for nine months. Thus the Jesus resemblance. The impetus for growing my hair as long as God can grow it was the Seinfeld episode where Elaine, after seeing an old picture of the guy she's dating, convinces him to stop shaving his head. Upon doing so, they realize that after three years he is incapable of supporting the same luxurious cranium of hair. Knowing that his baldness was no longer a matter of choice, he loses all confidence and Elaine loses all interest. After watching this episode I figured that the next time I was in a situation that allowed me to significantly grow out my hair, instead of Jesus, I would probably look like that hunchback in the Rocky Horror Picture Show who sings the Time Warp.