Posted on May 2, 2005 in Activity My Beard
I’m going into surgery today and figure that I will be in vicodin land for the next three or four days. Pax Nortona will be in the care of shelli, keeper of Painfully Cool, known in the recent past as Managing My Life and Blogging Naked Goodness.
Except for my moustache acting the part of ghost warden over the naked skin, it’s gone. This morning, I got up, took some meds, trimmed my beard down to a mere stubble, and showered. Then I lathered my face until it looked like a white silly grin and got to work on clearing the field of more than ten years of heritage. True, the hair that went down the sink with the shaving cream is only a few months old at most, but the look and feel were what went missing. It took two razors to do the job, one to do most of the clearing and the other to smooth over the rough spots and stray hairs. I took three pictures to document the process. The past is in the bathroom trash. For a few days, shelli and others will not be saying that I look like a serial killer. For a few days….
Surgery comes at 2 PM Pacific Time today. I get to eat around 7 PM, I suppose. Food and water. I look forward to that.