The end of an age...
Much like the murder of Aslan the lion, my mane has been cut. The difference here, though, it was not done against my will. I planned it, went through with it, and like it. I don't have any pics yet, but I'll post some. I look very different. Very different. I don't look like high school Tyler either, just different. I suppose the main reason for what may seem to some of you as "selling out" or a "loss of spirit" is the need for change. I've had hair longer than any male should for over two years now, and change was ultimately inevitable. It's going to take some getting used to, mostly to my fellow Nashvillians but also to myself (for instance, I keep trying to grab the back of my hair, but there's nothing!). But alas, the mighty metal mane has been buried (and donated for those of you that care) and a new more civilized Tyler now walks amongst you.