March 13, 2005

Bye bye beard.

Lorianne suggested I chart the progress of this year's winter beard on this here blog, and I only did once. And now, after a few days of spring-like weather and getting everything in my beard from mustard to spiders, I have decided that it's going away tomorrow morning. I will miss tasting coffee on my beard for an hour or two after drinking it, and it was interested to have a jumping spider use my beard as a perch and jumping off point yesterday, in its journey from one boulder to another. And hell, I like smelling like hippy. And beards really are part of the philosopher uniform sometimes. Nonetheless, the clippers are coming out tomorrow, and the thick, red, musky beard is going into hibernation for the long long season of warm and hot weather in Southern Illinois. It's my personal declaration of the arrival of spring.

4 comments:

Stasyna said...

*tear* i wish my stumble would sprout some decent sized hair.

Pragmatik said...

I was shaving daily by 11th grade -- I guess it's the Polish and German in me. Enjoy it while you can! Inflicting several thousand tiny wounds on your face everyday is less fun than it sounds:)

Dan said...

As you've said to me many times
"Get a hair cut you fuckin' hippy"

Pragmatik said...

Dan! So good to hear from you!