It’s been a little while. I’ve been busy. Cultivating this bad boy:
A friend decided the last tailgate of the year was a ‘Stache Bash. I didn’t want to disappoint so I immediately stopped shaving. Luckily, I save the upper lip for last anyway. The rules were you could show up to the tailgate without a moustache, but you couldn’t walk around like you were cool or something.
Unfortunately, I agreed to watch my old boss’ kids long before I started the regimen of hair tonic and Magnum P.I. reruns. This kept me from actually getting to sport my moustache at the bash. I did however get to take the kids to the Iowa-Florida Gulf Coast basketball game on Sunday. I was not able to walk around like I was cool or something though. Imagine rocking that blonde atrocity featured above with young children in tow. Oh, me and Wayne (I named him after my dad) got plenty of looks, just not of the “that guy’s cool or something” kind.
Because I did it anyway, I’m curious to know who else did? This RM(oustached)A? This RMA? This young lady? Her father surely (not her father, Shirley)?
* I was talking to a Pringles representative a while back and he passed on this gem to me, as a huge Pringles fan: Marketing struggled in Asia with Pringles. They had crazy flavors like plain (as in no flavor at all, just hardened potato paste), fish etc. They mostly struggled with a name though. “Pringles” was hard to translate so the brand was called “Mr. Moustache Man.”