Every year, I issue a challenge to the kids: get a certain number of kids registered, and I'll do something that most grown-ups really wouldn't consider doing.
You see, I was born without the ability to feel embarrassment when it comes to entertaining children. If it makes kids laugh, I'm good with it. If it challenges them to achieve something worthwhile in the process, all the better.
Usually, I shave my head. That's always worked well (and hey, it's summer--too hot for hair anyway), but it's become a bit...expected. The novelty wears off when it becomes institution.
Last year, I did something a little different: I got a green mohawk.
This year, we kept with the mohawk theme, but decided to up the ante: if the kids met the goal we set for them, I'd get a pink mohawk.
The kids stepped up, over-shot the goal by about forty, and so I present my documentation of the what-would-be-mortifying-for-most-other-people-but-not-me process of the Pink 'Hawk.
We learned last year that my hair is too dark for most color to show up, so this year, we did it right, and I became a blonde first. The darker part of my beard shows you what color most of my hair was:
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| Silver and Gold... |
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| Wow! I'm already havin' more fun!!! |
Then out came the razor, followed by the cheapest, gaudiest pink hair spray I could find:
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| I pity da foo...you know, in a pink, cotton candy way... |
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| Yes, Blake. Daddy's a weirdo... |
A thorough washing led to:
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| Bringing the "Popples" look back from the 80's... |
Which of course led to the final phase of the project (remember, I never promised I'd keep the pink mohawk):
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| Insert "Three Stooges" joke here... |
So there you have it. I debased myself, the kids laughed themselves silly, and now my head is smooth and refreshingly cool.
I have no idea how to top this next year.
Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to go tan my head...
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Thanks for reading my ranting,
Brad
