My golden mullet has finally bit the dust.  Thanks to my friend Thomas I have a new free hair cut.  I managed to tip him just the right amount of money that both offended him and made it the most expensive hair cut of my life.  Sweet.  Also while at the salon in Williamsburg I witnessed something that pretty much defines Williamsburg to me.  This scruffy bearded bike messenger type paid over 60 dollars to get a hair cut that made him look like a wandering hobo.  He spent so much fucking money trying to look like he didn’t spend any money on his hair and that he does not care about grooming.  It is amazing.  I can’t imagine how many pedicab rides he had to give to pay for his stylish rats nest of a hair cut.

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