The Plainclothes Clown

I forgot to mention this.

Last Sunday night, just before going to bed, I decided on a slight change.

Nothing much: I just decided to shave off my little goatee and tache.

I'd kept it, trimmed it and maintained it for over a year. I liked the way it looked. It was fun to toy with, especially when I was thinking.

But now it's all gone. I'm clean shaven again, with nothing more to show these days than a slight hint of designer stubble at times.

There you go.