Believe it or not, I don't usually let my hair grow out this long (click pics to enlarge):
You know why? It makes me emotionally uncomfortable.
But today is Wednesday, and ever since I was a kid my mother has absolutely forbidden me to get a haircut on Wednesdays. It's supposedly bad luck or something like that, and my uncles and cousins and various kin have crashed cars or broken limbs because they didn't buy into this Thai superstition (or, as I like to call it, STUPIDstition). But I don't dare defy my mom.
Maybe I should let my hair keep growing anyway? It'll hurt me on the inside, but artists are supposed to take risks, right?
[Update: Read "How High Can I Get, Part 2."]