Wednesday, November 18, 2009
So I spent the past week growing a beard, gravitating between the wise professorial look... or just some middle-aged guy with a gray beard. Seems the latter won out—hey, I'm not a martyr here—so tonight, it all came off, including the goatee that I've had for the past five or more years. Enjoy my pain.Beard... full-on...Here we go...Down to pork chops... um, I mean lamb chops, kind of liking...Actually, I rather like the mustache... rather James Franco in "Milk"...But moving along...Ouch, that hurt, but my god, it's my whole face again, which I've not seen in years... ew.Too late, huh?Witch hazel... owwwwwwwwwwwww. Okay, so that was that. At least I don't have to look at myself... but then again, I do look a slight bit younger, eh? Even though I have no upper lip. Whatcha gonna do?Finale.
Tags: James Franco