Though my participation in Whiskerino was nothing short of unremarkable, I will say this: The personal experience has been one of self-realization. I’ve come to realize that my whiskers, however patchy, are mine and mine alone, and an extension of not just my body, but my person.

As I am prone to the reinvention of the self (at least in my mind), a physical transformation is called for. Yet, it is with great pleasure that I inform my fellow whiskerinos that in the last few weeks I’ve become quite attached to my beard, and it will be with much hesitation that I will put a blade to my face later tonight. (I believe I’ve put the missus through enough for now, and she’s been quite the sport.)

For what it’s worth, I promise you all that whenever I grow a beard in the future —as will certainly be the case—, the experience will be that much richer thanks to having participated in this adventure.

Thank you, @mackle, for making this all possible, and to the rest of the brotherhood —those fallen to shame included: Thank you for making it worthwhile.