Hair Today, Shorn Tomorrow

So a while ago I decided, for lack of anything better to do, to see what I’d look like with a beard. After about a week and a half, it went from 5 o’clock-sexy to beginning-scraggly-is-that-egg-stuck-in-there, and just had to go. What’s more, I was so fascinated with the brillo pad on my chin that I was rubbing myself raw.

I decided, at least to have fun shaving it, and went through the different phases I might have ever gone through if I was really a facial hair kinda guy. So, because all the ladeez were clamoring for it, here’s me with the beginnings of a goatee. I think I look a little, ummm, not heterosexual. Not that there’s anything wrong with that. Bleh, just not me, you know?

And now for something completely different. This is me as a 70’s porn star. I know I’ll get a lot of e-mails and comments about how HOTT I look in that picture; and, unfortunately, that’s exactly why it had to go. I was just too. damn. sexy.

And finally, as a way of achieving a personal goal that will require no further comment besides name as it is, as mentioned, a personal goal and not at all interesting to you, The Masses: The Reverse Hitler