Beard to End Saturday
Ten or so years ago I had the need to don psycho repellent. I traded vanity for gluttony, added 120 pounds, grew a beard and long hair. A couple of years ago I gave my hair to charity. Recently it occured to me that as well as the psycho repellent worked, (toowell some would argue) I don't need it anymore. Thus, I am trading gluttony back in for some proper vanity, I am 40 pounds into the 120, and the beard is just going to have to go.
Thing is, Sara has never seen me without a beard. That could make April a very interresting month.
If I look half this good I'm going to have to take vacation time in front of the mirror.
If I discover that I'm not to die for under the fuzz, I'll just have to take some vacation time to get sloshed while I grow the beard back.
Comments
*does his best Billy Crystal*
Le'me tell you sun'sing, Woody. You 'rook mahvahlus. Do you know that?
*ahem*
Posted by: Mario | March 29, 2006 1:19 PM
Clearly Mario is a enlightened being. :)
Posted by: Woody Cavenaugh | March 29, 2006 1:24 PM
Hmm. I sometimes meditate over a small body of water, if that's what you mean. Heh.
Posted by: Mario | March 29, 2006 1:27 PM
Well? What do you think? Did you do it?
Posted by: Becky | April 5, 2006 8:32 AM
Hang in there Woody, I'll continue to stop by from time to time to see how your doing and give encouragement. Can't wait to see a slim trim Woody without a beard! and dressed in a little bit of spandex with all those gorgeous new "workout muscles" showing off their stuff!
Hey! Old Broads still like to look ya' know!
Posted by: Brenda Bowers | April 6, 2006 7:57 PM
Good job with the first 40. Stick with it, and you'll take off the rest.
Posted by: Jim Caserta | April 26, 2006 12:42 PM