Facial Hair

1-9-09 davejennings.net and dvj4.blogspot.com

Hello Folks,

Welcome back again.

After that long novel, I think I shall delve into something thoroughly deep and thought provocative: beards.

I just shaved off my 6th or 7th beard of my life. I am cold, I miss it, and even though numerous people have said I look younger and more handsome without it, I still want it on my face.

This beard was the victim of a beard trimmer mishap. Many beards go this way. Many beards, sideburns, mustaches, and purposeful 5 o’clock shadows have fallen victim to the misplaced guard or the poorly connected trimmer guard.

To have a clean beard can be much more work than fresh and clean skin. The trimming and the maintenance, the balance and the mirror on each cheek are difficult to maintain. It takes talent, and when missed cannot be judged poorly upon--- instead you should congratulate a proper beardsmith on an attempt to do a good job.

In this beard’s demise, he hell victim to the #1 setting on my trimmer, as opposed to the normal #3. With one swipe, a divot was entered into my facial hair that could not be concealed. I spared my mustache for a full evening in the public…. In other words, I had a #1 length beard with a #5 length mustache… if you know what this means you can picture it. If you cannot, then take this description that my roommate gave me, “You look like a douche.”

A Douche perhaps, but a damaged douche that misses his beard.

A day later in preps for a job interview, I am clean shaven for the first time since Halloween, and I miss my warm and fuzzy windbreaker, my mustache with coffee icicles, my cheek warmer, my all purpose back of my hand scratcher, and my solution for activity whenever my hands needed something to play with…. Yes, I miss you.

I hope I get a job that allows me to re-grow my little friend.

That is all....
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