Hello Internet.

Well, I took a visit to Tennessee. Lots of hills that place.
March hasn’t been too special aside from that. Been making preparations for things to come. Got a couple of projects that are getting cooked up. One is coming along as well can be expected, and the other I’m just throwing around in the old noggin.

Also been working on my new segments for JapanicTV (sort of), so expect a new episode sooner rather than later.

Time to go do some dishes,
Zensho

Dear Tennessee,

Thank you for your hospitality. Your Wendy’s, Hardees, KFC, K-mart and Wal-Mart were very nice. Also, I enjoyed your satellite TV programs.

However, your mountains and hilly terrain made it difficult for me to breathe when I biked or walked. I have a feeling you did that to humiliate me, which was quite rude of you.

The all-dude hot tub party made up for it though.

Tired and Confused,
Zensho

So, if you know me well enough to see me on a regular enough basis, you would notice that I get a hair cut twice a year. One in Spring and one in late Summer. The idea is that I keep my hair short during the hotter months and long in the cooler months. Why do I do it? It’s part economical, part laziness, and part desire for variety.

I like going through different hair lengths in a year. Keep things spiced up. In reality, this just means that my hair looks good for about 4 months out of the year, and pretty shitty the rest (which drives certain friends and family crazy).

Anyway, the point of this post is that I’ve decided I wanna give my hair away to cancer kids when I get it chopped off. Unfortunately, these so called charities won’t take my hair unless I grow it out to the ungodly length of 10 inches. My hair just can’t do that in 8 months (and any more time on my part is just plain inconvenient).

Currently, the longest strands of my hair are probably near the 7 inch mark, but it’s not uniform. My dilemma: tough it out and grow it during the summer months, or just forget about trying to help cancer kids.

I’m probably gonna cut it. Sorry, kids. My wig probably would’ve cured your cancer, too. Blame those strict charities, not me.

With apologies,
Zensho