It was early February, and the beard had grown out of control. People told me I looked homeless. If I chewed my food, I chewed it with hair. If I drank anything, a layer stayed behind on my mustache. The sports editor at the newspaper never missed a chance to ask when I was getting rid of it. And co-workers at my new company were wondering if I actually did have a face under there.
OK, so that's a little melodramatic. I grew a beard. And the reason I grew a beard, to help cure childhood cancer? Yeah, those kids have a lot more to worry about than I ever did. All I did was get up in the morning and not shave.
As of the shave date, the had raised $2,679 for the (some donations and t-shirt sales are still outstanding). The Kitty Hoynes event on Sunday drew over $300,000 for the foundation.
It was amazing.
For my part, I have some thank yous to make for some individual fundraisers.
» The
» at
» for #100Tweets100Bucks
» and for #NutellaFest and #SHUTITDOWN
» for a large cash donation
» , and Jeffrey Meyer/Brew & View
And everybody who donated, said, "That's awesome!" and ran a hand through the beard, even if you were just looking for Jimmy Hoffa.