Betrayal hurts, especially when it's someone, or something, you thought was on your side. I had that happen over the weekend, and I'm still reeling. Let's rewind. I started growing a beard the second I could because let's face it, I have a really dumb head. It's big and blocky, with a jawline that isn't so much chiseled out of stone as it is made from Play-Doh, At some point I realized that you could use a beard and the wonders of illusion (h/t Doug Henning) to make people think that you have a regularly shaped human head. This was not an endeavor I would undertake alone. I had a partner on this journey: a beard trimmer. For some reason, one of the best ways to make a beard grow is by trimming it. Think about that for a second.  To make something grow you have to cut it. Weird, right? We should have the scientists take a break from trying to cure cancer or keeping the world from melting to figure that out. My beard trimmer was my pal and helped me ...