On Beards and Bearding

My beard doesn’t look this awesome.

I have a ritual. It goes like this.

At Thanksgiving, I shave one last time for the year so I look nice when the family’s together. That way, I’ve got a beard by the time ice can form on it.

On the first day it’s above freezing all day, I shave into whatever I want. Sometimes, that’s small sideburns, but usually, it’s big, Victorian ones that make me look at home wearing goggles, welding gloves, and overalls.

According to weather.com, that day will be Tuesday. And now comes the sad part: I’m going to be wicked fucking busy this week. I’m not even going to have time to go for a bikeride unless I do some self-delusion about the four clients I’m juggling this week. But when these projects are done, I’ll have money to get my bikes awesome. One’s to be a road bike convert and the other one’s a most impressive mountain bike built originally by my friend Daniel. One’s for going out the front of the driveway, the other out the back.

So I’m going to disappear for a couple of days. I’ll be back with work done and bike pics to show after the 19th.

 

11 thoughts on “On Beards and Bearding”

  1. So are you going to shave or not? Just curious because your facial hair is rockin’, and if you put it off for one more week, (personally for me)it would compensate for the end of the sitting in the driveway ritual.

    Happy working and then happy biking!

    1. Well, thanks for the kind words about my beard, but I gotta do this. I don’t make the rules, I just follow them.

      Well, I do make the rules. But, well, follow something something. In any event, we’re back to burns tomorrow if the weather holds. I like to feel the Spring on my face.

  2. I understand. I made a pact with myself that I would trim my hair once it got to the point of interfering with toilet hygiene. I’m just about there, and I’m too chicken to cut my hair. Maybe if you do it, I will, too.

  3. I wish I could hold to a schedule like this, but it takes me from Thanksgiving to spring to grow a beard, and even then it looks like someone threw a handful of wet barbershop clippings at my face.

    O, to be hirsute…

  4. Yes. It’s very nice.

    When I say “I’m going to cut my hair” I mean, I’m going to trim about 2-3 inches off the longest dreads so that they are even with the others. I’m too chicken to do anything else. I could probably stand to cut 6 inches off and no one would ever notice ‘cept me, but I’m a wuss. 10 years of no significant haircuts will do that.

    If I were a man, I’d grow a crazy beard.

    1. … sez the woman who plucks her eyebrows.

      I haven’t really cut my hair since I was 17 or 18. I had a serious nappy problem a few years ago and cut off a few inches, but this seems to be pretty much what my hair does.

      Well, I’m off to shave right now.

  5. Not pluck, wax. You don’t know what you’re missing if you’ve never tried it.
    My eyebrows are the only patches of hair that get any regular trimming.

    I go now to mourn the rape of Joshua’s beard.

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