With all the nice weather we’ve been having lately I was considering taking the beard back to a goatee for the Summer when a friend asked what I was planning for the St. Johns Bizarre. The bizarre being a “Keep Portland Weird” event, I replied “I was thinking of shaving half my beard.”
Having not seen my chin in a full 8 years, I needed a little liquid encouragement to actually do the deed. So, Friday night, with the help a nice 20 year scotch, I pulled out the clippers and attacked my face. Leaving me with this…
What I didn’t plan for was living with my weak chin once I shaved the other half of the beard.
Oh well…there’s always scotch!