The other day on the bus I ran into this guy I had met over the summer who goes by the name Dogballs. He's an old thrasher gnarly homeless guy who is taking archeology classes at the same school I am going to. So I see him on the bus the other day and he didn't recognize me so I tapped him and called his name and I told him who I was. Mind you the last time I saw this guy, I was wearing a hat and he tells me, "You look 'different', bro.". We got to talking and he kept trying to talk about my hair....on the bus. "So, what you decided to shave it all off or.."he would continue. I could tell he was trippin on my head but I just talked about other sh*t to take his mind off it. Dogballs has receeded temples, but it's just not the same. I could tell that my bald head changed the way he thought about me. He said he was getting this big check on Monday and to meet him outside the administration building at one o'clock before we go buy beer and get stoned. He also said he knew a bunch of girls to invite along, but I decided to flake on him.