Yes, the goat is dead. Friday night I went out for the first real haircut I've had since college. While I was being fitted with a new haircut, we removed the goat. I say "we" because the removal was witnessed by a stunned crowd of onlookers. I swear to you on my life that the girl cutting it was shaking a bit. In hindsight that totally makes sense because upon meeting someone for the first time, it's downright rude to ask them to remove your goatee.
The first few hours were freeing indeed! We rolled the windows down in the car on the way home so I could stick my head out the window and feel the warm autumn breeze on my newly shaven chin.
I had "phantom beard" for a spell but it passed quickly. Bob Flowers had offered earlier in the week to take some new photos for me on Saturday so the timing worked out quite well. The photo above is from Bob.
I guess the most poignant moment came on Sunday morning when I was eating toast and I realized how wonderfully the goat use to capture the crumbs from the bread hence saving them from my shirt. I will tame you once again toast.
On Sunday I also recorded a song called "Guilt" that I had written a few weeks back. As this was the weekend for new adventures, when I tracked this song, I approached it in a way that I've never done with any other song I've recorded. There's an mp3 below so please feel free to check it out.
:: Josh Preston - "Guilt" ::
