Throughout a majority of college my friends would hold a beard growing contest. While never overly competitive in nature it did create a comradery between those of us participating that I could never put my finger on. After graduating college I decided that maybe it would be possible to extend the contest beyond my immediate friends and on to the Internet.
The rest, as they say, is history. The outcome of Beard Contest 2003 was beyond anything I would have ever imagined. I assumed the contest would be fun but I couldn't have predicted that it would bring people from around the globe to participate and befriend each other.
The only drawback to this whole affair is that I am now the official facial hair guy. You wanna talk shop about beards, you come to me. You want to see someone excited abut a quality moustache or pair of mutton chops, I'm your guy.
As your Whiskerino 2005 curator, I pledge to do my best to make things as entertaining as possible. Though really, that task lays just as much on you as it does on me.
I officially look like a hobo.