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11 September 2007 - No shirt, no shave, no problem

At the end of my excursion, I felt bruised and battered. I couldn't tell what I felt. I was unrecognizable to myself. So I suppose that the South Island of New Zealand is somewhat similar to the streets of Philadelphia. I like to think that I've changed a good deal over the course of two and a half weeks. And I don't just mean spiritually. Since landing in Christchurch, I opted into a no-shave clause for the entire trip. You know, my version of a playoff beard. So the normally clean shaven MGD ended up looking like this:

Which oddly enough reminds me of:

Not sure if I'm going to keep the beard yet. It makes me feel a bit like Hemingway. And all of the greatest political leaders have them. But in the past, I've been told that I look absolutely ridiculous with facial hair. And my style guru, one Ernesto Delgado, insists that I should shave every day. Then again, all of my heroes in life have beards. My father. Jesus. Gimli. Mark McGwire. Mr. Eko. ZZ Top.
So I'm torn. If you have any input, please let me know.

-MGD

Vernon Davis Fun Fact of the Day:
Vernon Davis' sweat attracts more women than Tag Body Spray.

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