Beard

Men in my Family either grow kickass beards or what amounts to patchy peach fuze. Having been military and in the corporate world my whole life I was unable to determine my future. With the departure from Boeing and some personal days to take care of, it was decided to join in on No Shave November. Becca was on board as she always liked me a little scruffy. I did what any man did to prepare for a beard…nothing…I have to admit it is tough work growing a beard. Between the scratching and avoiding the “about to go hunting” or “I drive a white van with no windows” look, I found myself questioning the task at hand. In the end it grew thick and manly. Had I dared to wear flannel, there is a good chance I would have been drafted into Smokey Bears forest protection team. ...

Being a military brat and dude I really never had the chance to grow facial hair. This past holiday break, while not serving to provide the full 2 weeks as promised by my company, allowed for me to grow hair out. Limited folks showing up for work gave me the opportunity to really perfect that hacker look with jeans, funny geek shirt, and scruffy beard. As with trail-mix, eventually you are left with just cashews and I had to shave for work. What a great opportunity to not only attempt the beard, but even the goatee and mustache! Results below in chronological order and yes I was in the shower. ...