Good Peeps Doing Good

Some of you might know that in September of last year, I started skating with the Terminal City Roller Girls derby league, and a couple weeks ago I was lucky enough to be drafted onto house team The Riot Girls. This is one of my freshly minted teammates and fellow Fresh Meat '11, Cassandra Pain!



C.Pain's a play on Batgirl, but if this girl had a superpower it'd be growing obscene amounts of long gorgeous blond hair in absurdly short periods of time. (Cue inhuman jealousy!) It's borderline unfair. C.Pain's what I'd call a 'reluctant hair farmer'. Totally unreasonably in my mind, she's not really into having all this hair. So, what's a good-hearted gal to do?

"I donate my hair because there's not a lot else I can do. I'm not science minded so I can't find the cure for cancer. I don't make a lot of money so donating is difficult, however my hair grows at a ridiculous rate, so I can donate that! Knowing that my hair will help make someone who is going through a really rough time feel better is a great feeling."



I'm more than happy to help with such a rad cause! We're both loving the new cute 'do, even though I'm always trying to fluff it up after it's been mashed down under her helmet all practice. (She puts up with me.) C.Pain left me with this link if you're thinking of donating your hair and doing some good yourself!

Locks of Love

My long time buddy Mark gave me a semi-panicked call yesterday. You see, it's his dad's birthday today, and apparently Pop's been pretty vocal about his gift preference: all he wants is for his hippie kid to get a freakin' haircut already. Being a really good dude (with really good hair) Mark decided to donate his hair to a charity that'll take his sweet curls and make a wig to help someone going through the chemo process. I know it's for the kids and all, but I freely admit that I was damn sad to cut all that gorgeous hair. Mark and I met when we were 16 years old, and a big part of the crush I had on him back then was his wicked Keanu hair! (That he totally dyed with a purple Smelly Felt. Or was it a bingo dabber? I can't remember. It was... let's just say it was a while ago.) Check out the progression!


Before

Tiny ponytails so we get max length for donation

I'm traumatized!

Mark's awesome girlfriend Heather is totally on board. Not worried at all.

Aaaaand After. What the hell was I worried about, huh?

If you're interested in donating your hair, please check out this link to the Canadian Cancer Society for more information.

Whatcha Do? Wednesday

Just a short post to rub in how awesomely fun my day was...


This here's my new friend Nick. He's a fellow Metalocalypse enthusiast, and totally brightened my morning! His dreads are also pretty rad, just a bit messy at the roots.

Here he is all maintained! (I'm totally using that photo on the right for advertising purposes.)His dreads make a serious case for leaving your ends loose - those curls are seriously hot.


Speaking of hot...

Lara cruised by and snagged an open spot in my afternoon, and I'm so glad. It's always a blast to hear what's going on with this new mom on the serious go! (Plus, she forever earned a place in my heart by naming her daughter the coolest baby name ever.) This was a 100% collarborative art project ;)


Cody here is new to me. He's had his dreads done at Knotty Boy before, but never by me. I'm so glad we got to meet, and his dreads were a pleasure to work on. Poor guy, I had to really reef on a few of his bigger sections. Props to him for not axe murdering me during those ones - he didn't make a sound, and assured me that I wasn't hurting him. What a gentleman! Not to mention a pretty decent liar ;)

I'm off to round out this totally-packed-with-rad day by rollerskating around outside in subzero temperatures! Lucky for me I have so many warm fuzzy memories of the day to keep me toasty (and Sock Monkey Mittens will help.)