If you’re sick of reading and hearing about my impending mohawk, stop reading right now because this entire blog post is about the day I got a mohawk. That day is today.
To remind you of why I am getting the ‘hawk, here’s the story in a nutshell. I held a RocketHub campaign to raise money so I can create The Greatest Website Jacksonville Has Never Seen (aka TheSpecktator.com 2.). On the final day, I was still several thousands of dollars short of my goal and knew I had to do something extra kooky to get the rest of the cheddar. That day, I announced—on the radio—that if I met the goal, I would get a mohawk. And here we are.
Many people (OK, like five) expressed their disappointment that they couldn’t witness this follicular extravaganza in person (one even suggested I broadcast it live on USTREAM). While I’m sure there will be lots of pictures on social media, I thought it would be fun to live blog my day (because, in my opinion, live Tweeting can be annoying). Ready … go!
9:09 a.m. Just woke up. Only hit the snooze alarm once, which is almost unheard of in my world. I must be excited. Or have to pee.
10:15 a.m. Making a last-minute dash through Specktator HQ to make sure I have everything I need for the big day, which amounts to my phone, charger and an extra Klonopin, just in case. Feed the cats (who will probably run and hide when they see my new lid).
11:37 a.m. Too late to turn back now. Heather of Daniel James Salon in Avondale . My hair is officially blonde … or part of it is anyway.
12:04 p.m. On our way to Hemming Plaza? I hear the folks looking forward to my public humiliation are growing restless.
12:31 p.m. At Hemming. I am greeting by applause. Probably because it’s so hot and everyone is ready to get this over with. After shoveling a delicious gourmet grilled cheese from On the Fly (thank you, Penny Kamish!), it’s show time, and I take my seat. I’m not nervous. Until the buzzing of clippers start. As Heather starts going to town on my head, I see the looks looks on everyone faces. Some are gasping. Some are laughing. One City Council member, who shall remember nameless, stood there with his mouth wide open. I read his lips. “I can’t believe she’s really doing this!”