Over the weekend, I got my hair cut. Nothing remarkable about that, except that it was the first time in more than two months. Yes, I was well overdue, and I do not carry the shaggy look particularly well.

So I was glad to shed the overgrown follicles. As a bonus, I had a quippy response for the inevitable question I knew I’d be asked:

Them: Did you get a haircut?
Me: Yep. Got ‘em all cut.

A goofy joke, but a good one. I remember when I first encountered it: Hand-lettered in word balloons, in a neat-looking black-and-white cartoon poster that I bought toward the end of high school. It was a quirky piece of mass-produced pop art, and for some reason, it resonated with me enough that I bought it, and can remember it pretty clearly so many years later.

I did some search-engining just now in the hopes that an image of that long-ago poster would magically pop up. Alas, I’m afraid the Internet didn’t yield that artifact from my past. The closest I came was the drawing embedded here, which I’m sure is by the same artist who did the poster — the linework is distinctive enough, and perhaps not coincidentally, the original image file was called “haircut”. It’ll have to do.