i left my goatee in seattle
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.

30. June 2008 at 08:59
I shaved mine 4 years ago … Stephanie threatened to leave me if I ever did it again.
30. June 2008 at 20:51
glad you guys made it ok, though your goatee misses you (come back and pick it up anytime)
1. July 2008 at 11:28
O M G
3. July 2008 at 22:24
you should have left the stache. staches command respect in texas. think sam elliot as the stranger in the big leboswki.
4. July 2008 at 07:03
always it comes back to the Big Lebwoski with you