You Have Bedhead. I Don't.

As you can imagine, I am constantly asked for beauty tips. How do I look so radient? What is the secret to my silky smooth skin? How have I avoided crows feet living the circus known as the Yangblog life? The answer is easy.

I am very happy with my ochre colored basketball orb of a head.

Yesterday was a beautiful cool evening and a puppy dangling his head out the window of car could not have been happier than Yangblog. A breeze was washing over the giant surface of my stubbly round head. It was like I had booked a massage with Mother Nature. I am sure people with long flowing locks did not enjoy the breeze as much as moi. Hair blocks the soothing effect.

You may think I am jealous of others with hair but nothing could be further from the truth.

During my life, I had the following hairstyles:

1) Bowl haircut

2) Hair parted to to the left

3) Hair parted to the right

4) Hair parted in the middle

5) The "Jimmy Conners"

It didn't look good on me either.

6) The Mullet

7) The Rattail.

In other words, I spent most of my life teasing and combing my hair to look like a DOUCHEBAG.

Finally I settled on the "Buddhist Monk". Trust me, there are worse looks for Yangblog than young Kwai Chang Caine.


Just like Caine except fuzzier and less groomed.

I would love to go on and on but I need to grab my clippers.

My hair is now 1/4 of an inch long.

It is unmanageable.