Why I Shaved My World-Record-Length Ear Hair To Protest My Own Obsession with Billy Zane
Or How I Lost 44 Pounds Without Dieting
I was sitting on my front porch, stroking my world-record-length ear hair, when my thigh began to vibrate.
I pulled out my phone and examined it wearily. It was my agent — again. And again I clicked “ignore.” I knew why he…