Thursday, September 15, 2005

The Search for Bah: The Legend Continues

Part II: Magnum P.I. didn't have to deal with this stuff

Continuing with the Saga-- I reveal that Mr. Bah is infact alive and well. Apparently my dad is able to funny understand and converse with the same fiend who tried to mislead me and subvert Bah's leadership as Master Barber. Anywhos, according to my dad, they say he's still cutting hair in a place in Jessup.

Put on my investigating shoes and boarded a plane....

Today was the first day I began my search. Basically i looked online for all haircut places in a good radius in and around the jessup area. suprisingly not too many numbers, but still, it takes a while to get through them. So far my investigation has not been going to well...

man(asian accent): Young's Barbershop, how can I help you?
me: Did you hire a barber recently by the name of Bah?
man: You must come in in person.
me: What? Is Bah there?
man: Come in for Interview, then we'll talk.
me: umm, I think you got the wrong idea.
man(slight change in accent): You barber or not?
me: NO, im not a barber, I'm looking for Bah?
man (now sounds like an angry black man): No Bah!
me: I think i'm gonna ask you one more time just to make sure we are clear-- do you have a barber named Bah working there?
man: ...
me: ...
man: no (hangs up)

my first call... i hope the other ones go better.

Saturday, September 10, 2005

Perhaps a new ongoing series

Why College Park is Stupid

1.) explain why there needs to be a cannon fired off after every touchdown. if we were the Maryland ShipWrecks or something piratey i would understand, but no, we are terps. get your own weapon testudo, and leave the artillery for real mascots.

thats all i have for now....

if that damn thing wakes me up again, better believe i'll post more ill-will towards it!

Friday, September 09, 2005

The Search for Bah: The Legend Continues

Part I: A slight miscommunication

For those who are unaquainted with him, Mr. Bah has been my barber for the past eight years. He's a fine man who worked at the Master Barber in columbia. No, he didnt just work there... he WAS the Master Barber. He is THE guy. He's been there through first homecoming's and last graduations, through first dates and just those days where i want to look awesome.

In august of this year, Bah went missing.

Not really missing, but i didnt know where he was. So he basically went away. When pressed-- the others at Master Barber gave me the ol run-around... there was foul play about, i just couldnt sift through it quick enough.

THey said he was dead... or atleast thats what I intrepreted them saying-- its difficult having a stranger cut your hair and interrogate him as to the whereabout of ones former barber at the same time. Also, the language barrier was problematic-- as i am not well versed in the Vietnamese variate of english that this would-be barber was using.

I believe him to be dead. i'll spare you the transcript of the broken conversation, but believe me, this guy played his part well-- i had caved and let him cut my hair, believing that the man i knew and trusted was no longer with us.

he lied.

well, he didnt lie because he never really said- 'HEY kid, Bah's dead! Now Lemme Give You a Haircut!'

either way, they thought they could take over the realm of master barber-- they were wrong.