i left my goatee in seattle

June 30, 2008

About ten years ago, I went with a team of other pastors to the Philippines to help do a conference for students. During the trip, I got a little lazy on the shaving side of things and was surprised to discover that my facial hair could actually connect around the sides of my mouth. My goatee was born.

Last week, it died.

Playing around with my appearance on Tiger Woods Golf gave me a glimpse of what I might look like without it. (Tiger Woods Golf, by the way, is the ultimate exercise in male vanity.) Last Monday, before I climbed in the car for the drive to Austin, I decide to see how it might look for real. My chin is now naked…and I think I’m sticking with it.

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