Friday, December 26, 2008

The Beard Diaries, Entry #2

Upon further review, I actually look like a 14-year old Russian gangster. "Give me your lunch money or I'll vladistovok your ass!"

Shaving my beard is a lot like the Holocaust: Never again. When not watching basketball, I've spent much of the day staring at old pictures of myself with a beard. My new appearance is giving me a new appreciation for just how attractive I was...

In a little over a day since the massacre of my precious beard, my face has become littered with stubble. Richard Nixon left us with two legacies: a reduction in the allowance of executive authority following the Watergate scandal and my five o'clock shadow.

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