Sunday, October 23, 2005

Prisonbreak

Prisonbreak is a hot new show, where hot new male actors take showers together and contemplate ignoring authority.

It is everything America wants in TV.

I know this because since Friday, everyone has told me about the show.

Why, you ask?

Well, on Friday, I shaved my head. I went from looking like Kramer, to looking like the guy on Prisonbreak, only with a couple of patches on top where there is no hair. Oh, and not as sexy. Oh, and I really respect authority. Oh, get real, I hate authority. But, I still do what they say. Unless they are really stupid. You get it.

I like the new look. Most people seem to like it too. Mostly the women I know. One told me, NOW you look handsome.

NOW. NOW I look handsome.

Everyone wants to know why.

Hair is why:
1. I need to start looking sexy to women, if I am ever going to get sex from women.
2.Everyone would tell me how shocking it was to see my bald patch under my huge hair. Now, it isn't a shock. In fact, it announces itself.
3. I started to realize that the sitcom character I always wanted to be, aka the in their own universe type(Kramer), is not really the sitcom type I am. I'm more the neurotic, aka Frasier, and they are cleaner cut. So, clean cut.
4. My agent dropped me, so I don't HAVE to look like anything right now.
5. It was time to get new headshots, and that usually means committing to a look for two or three years, so I thought I would play around and find the next look for that time.
6. I need a change. More to the point, these days my whole life is change, so I went even further with the theme.


My BGR (big, gay roommate) loved it. He mentioned a time a while back when I had very short hair. He said, real slow, I looked good then. Creeped me out a bit. I'm putting a lock on my bedroom door. Why am I so irresistable? Why are you laughing?

So, I did that.

My sister sent me a form online which asks you questions about whomever sent the form. I tried to answer about her, and found I didn't know a lot. It was weird. One question asked do you think we are friends. I answered yes, but after my poor performance, I wonder.

I sent it out to friends to see how different the response would be from people you really know. Most people who responded knew me very well. I am a bit of an open book. Even if they aren't reading this, I tend to recycle these tales for humor when drunk.

One question asked what is your favorite memory of the person, and those who responded to me, I found I didn't remember the moment they found to be their favorite. I wonder what that says about me? Either, I am not paying attention to the good times, or I have such a different value system than those I hang out with, I don't place weight on the times they do.

Conundrum.

I am getting a jump in visits to my profile. For months, it was stuck at the number 24. Now in the past week, I checked and it was at 45, and then 62. So, if you are reading this, post a comment. Anything. Yell at me, tell me a story that this made you think of, tell me to think something, just say hi. Whatever. I'm easy.

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