Showing posts with label haircut. Show all posts
Showing posts with label haircut. Show all posts

Monday, July 29, 2024

Mistaken Identity

As a missionary, I too, was mistaken for a Catholic priest, a CIA agent, a cop, and a member of the Amish community (more times than I'd like to admit--all due to the Harrison Ford movie Witness (Slovene subtitles replaced any mention of the Amish with Mormons)). Although, I never was mistaken for a Hare Krishna, even though I once sported an unfortunately short haircut.

Monday, July 22, 2024

Missionary Comb Over

I drew this particular comic over 20 years ago. At that time, I had a full head of hair. It hits differently today.

Monday, July 15, 2024

Oops


Monday, July 8, 2024

Mission Haircut

There always seemed to be that one Elder who brought some clippers and was willing to cut hair. Being willing and knowing what they were doing were two different matters.

Monday, March 3, 2014

Missionary Haircut 5

Last week I said that I wouldn't be running anymore strips about Elder Van Dyke's haircut. Apparently, I lied. I found one more and realized that if I didn't run it now, I never would. Sorry, here you go...

(Here is this week's strip published in deseretnews.com)

Monday, February 24, 2014

Missionary Haircut 4

I'm concluding my series of missionary haircut strips today (even though--believe it or not--I've got more, you can see two of them here and here). Next week, Elder Van Dyke will once again have a full head of hair.

(If you can't wait to see an Elder Van Dyke with hair, you can always view the latest strip from deseretnews.com.)

Monday, February 17, 2014

Missionary Haircut 3

Sadly, I'm at the age where what seemed like a ridiculous idea as a missionary now seems like a viable hairstyling idea.

(Check out another strip here.)

Monday, February 10, 2014

Missionary Haircut 2

The moment I introduced this storyline last week, you had to figure this was coming.

(Read a special Valentine's strip here.)

Monday, February 3, 2014

Missionary Haircut

As a missionary, hair became a necessary evil. I mean, I couldn't exactly shave my head bald, but otherwise I wanted as little as possible. As a result, I kept asking for shorter and shorter haircuts over the course of my mission until it got to the point that the Mission President's wife had to intercede and remind me that I was in God's army not the U.S. army.

(This week deseretnews.com is running my absolute favorite missionary strip. Check it out here.)