Jesus H. Christ, Chuck Norris, Abraham Lincoln, Henry David Thoreau, and the late John Lennon are just some of the great beard growers throughout history. I am not any of these men. After completing the Super Macho Tough Man Recession Charity Beard Competition at work, I have decided that maybe it's time to give up the fight and accept male pattern baldness of the face. See Here.
I did raise over $300 for a great cause, but I also put my ego in check. Growing a beard can feel like having your manliness on display for all to view. After about 2 weeks it was obvious that I could not grow a beard like the ones I had seen in all of those old western movies. Although, I did come out with a superlative award for the, "...Maybe When You Hit Puberty" Beard. What was truly humbling was having the 6 female judges sign off in accordance to their vote. Another day that I am thankful for a strong sense of humor...
I've always wanted to be a writer. I often wonder if I could ever be a great writer without a beard. Isn't beard growth a function of wisdom? And maybe I could never be a lumberjack or trucker without facial grizzle. I'm okay with that. I just want to write good prose. Either way, I am back on the blog and ready to ramble on through 2009. Beard or no Beard.
