Whisker in the Jar.

Enjoyed a new experience today – my first beard trim at the barber’s. At this point, the whole beard experiment is at a strange stage. I’m not sure if I really like the look (Despite the grad student thing, I just don’t feel like a beard guy), but, like a long relationship gone to seed, I’ve got so much invested at this point that I might as well keep it going. Besides, I do in fact look closer to my age now, which was part of the point, and I have gotten some very enthusiastic compliments from some corners – it’s like I now appeal to a completely different female demographic (although some cats now hate me.) At any rate I suppose I’ll keep it up at least until the warm weather sets in – and given that it’s currently snowing outside, that could be longer than it seems.

8 thoughts on “Whisker in the Jar.”

  2. Well, there you go…Beard 1, Bald-faced 0. ;)Thanks for the note. (I like your new tat too, although it looks almighty painful.)

  3. I can so very easily tip the scales in this poll by stating that the first time I saw the picture of you with the beard I thought you looked like Al Gore.

    So how long now until you shave? 😉

  4. Agh, scully, you’re killing me. Gore was weighing in at tree-fitty during his beard stage. Might as well have said I looked like Orson Welles.

    That definitely might count as 2 votes against.

  7. Well, now, I liked Al’s beard, too. As one of my friends put it: he looked like a mountain man hottie! Teehee! *ducks*

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