Neighbor Markee, over lunch, said wanted to have his hair cut; Leo, Bern both pointed at me and suggested that I cut his hair instead. I’ve given Leo a haircut before, and he was pleased with how that came out so he was able to convince Markee to be my next victim. I mean client.
Markee wanted to have his hair with the sides shaved, leaving only the crown hair intact. This is Markee before the haircut:
After minutes of shaving and trimming, here is the result:
Markee is actually the fifth person I’ve cut hair for. Sixth, if I include myself I had alopecia. That was extra-challenging: I used to shave all of my hair using an electric razor without looking at a mirror, merely feeling my way around my head.
Here are the other victims clients:
Notice how they all seem to have the same hair? That’s because I only know some variations of a mohawk or doing a complete skinhead.
Bern already asked me to style his hair to a Sokka-haircut once it grows longer. I guess I’ll have me another victim soon.
Neighbor and soon-to-be new flatmate Markee decided he wanted to cook lumpia (fried spring rolls) for dinner. While I was asleep, he and Leo went out and bought the ingredients.
I woke up to see Markee in the kitchen just about done wrapping the last spring roll. For filling, he had thin slices of ripe mangoes, bell pepper, tomatoes, and tinapa flakes. Tinapa are locally-produced smoked fish, usually mackerel scad (locally known as galunggong).
The fillings were wrapped in rice paper and deep fried until the rice paper is crisp and golden brown. Markee obviously knows how to fry spring rolls: they came out perfect, unlike our turon experiments. (Turon are like fried spring rolls, but uses sliced fruits — usually plantain — and brown sugar as filling.)
It’s times like that when I wish I still have my own camera so I could easily take photos of food. We sliced open one of the lumpia and the colorful fillings looked attractive against the golden brown wrapper. And they were wonderfully tasty, with the flavors blending in an interesting mix.
It’s great that we’ll have a new flatmate who also cooks, and cooks well.