Showers, parks and silly hair

2008.6.1

So finally, at last, summer is here, or at least so it seems.

The usual routine has been escaping from the heat under my blanket in the morning, trough a cold bedroom, a equally unwelcoming living-room, into a bath-room with a unheated floor into a hot shower.

This being comforting escape from the cruel realities of Nordic winters, a suspense of reality, lasting as long enough for you to realize it's all an illusion and get on with your stuff.

While this has been the routine for quite some time now, finally the time has come for the switch.

These days, I wake up, too hot, sweating, seeking the reliefs of a cold shower. Now the reality seems to be that temperatures are too hot to allow for any kind of constructive thinking, and I feel the need to cool off to be anywhere near productive.

That being the case, logically enough I still try to spend as much of my time as possible out in the sun, out in a nearby park. With beer, a book, BBQ and anything which makes passing pointless hours out in the park a very pleasurable experience. You might extrapolate that into saying I like being unproductive :P

While definitely not trying to look razor-sharp, the standards for what is an acceptable minimum of presentability out in public differs slightly from what is OK home in your apartment.

And not making that into a problem in itself, I am fully aware that my hair these days is too long and rather silly-looking. And being in the park for hours, with the wind blowing trough it, that only becomes more and more obvious.

Having a neat BBQ, a kilo of meat ready to be freed from this world or Urquell beer in nice golden cans wont save you from silly hair. Even less so reading a book on Quantum mechanics and the failings of string theory.

So today, I tried a new twist: I wore a cap. A Dreamtheater cap no less! Trying to capture the immense cool this new look produced, my camera utterly failed on me. I was even going to post pictures, but they all turned out shit :D

Looking in the bath-room mirror right now, with no cap, I even glimpsed something slightly resembling Christian Bale in the character of Patrick Batesman. Not good.

Obviously I need to get a new camera, or just a haircut. I might be rooting for the latter option. Just to let you know ;)