Ashes to Ashes, Funk to Funky
So, yesterday was Ash Wednesday – and I made fish for dinner. ????? I didn’t consciously plan on fish, it just happened. Some habits are hard to overcome — especially the Catholic ones. Growing up, we NEVER celebrated Fat Tuesday, but were hyper vigilant about observing the Lenten season. I think my mom just wanted an excuse to eat tuna casserole every Friday. We attended stations of the cross every friggin Friday . . . Jeezy Creezy! There’s nothing like (metaphorical) self flagellation to instill good moral values in children! As a result, I continue to suffer from pangs of guilt, seek out martydom, and collect all sorts of random Catholic doodads!
What’s a post-marxist atheist ORDAINED MINISTER to do? Don’t forget — I’m still available for ritual cleansings, marriages, exorcisms, blessings, and indulgences. [BTW, I am sorry to say that I will not be officiating for Sam’s wedding. Her fiance turned out to be a schmuck — maybe we’ll do BBQ anyway!].
You may wonder what started me on the Catholic jag — well, I was sitting here this morning reading my morning “papers” when I looked up and saw something nailed to the wall . . . and it’s not Christ on the Cross [again the diff between Catholics and Protestants is that we Catholics like our Jesus still ON cross].
WTF? It’s Mister Man’s braid!! I told him he has to take that thing down, it creeps me out! But, it did remind me to post about his FUNKY transformation [tie in to blog title]. You can check out his photo documentary of the process (link is Ruminant Records) — but here are a few pics to tantalize:
BEFORE
AFTER
Needless to say, the change is dramatic [Mister Man, after all is never subtle!]. So, what’s my take? Well, we are not our hair — but hair styles can connote something about ourselves. Mister Man went from Hippie Biker look to Irish Punk band look. Maybe we’ll start to hear new styles of music out of him (he did start taking mandolin lessons). I like his new look, I liked his old look — but most of all I like Ike Tom.
March 4, 2009 at 3:40 am
What, no comments? What’s a guy gotta do to get a little attention around here? Don’t MAKE me shave my pubes!
March 10, 2009 at 7:19 pm
Ah! Comment, comment, comment! Seriously, that’s very dramatic, but I like the look. And since I’m heading that way naturally….I think it’s great.
March 11, 2009 at 12:11 am
You’re losing your pubic hair? How awful for you.
March 11, 2009 at 4:32 pm
No — did you have that pic taken at the bottomless bar in town? I’m glad it was cropped accordingly!