It has been 15 days since I started growing the mo’ for Movember. We’re halfway through the month and my face is itchy and feels dirty. I have an interview for a gig tomorrow and have already warned them that what they are going to see is not my typical presentation. Meaning, ignore the fact that I seemingly have forgotten to wash under my nose.
Looks rather ethereal tonight. My official mo’tographer, Carol, cannot restrict herself to the plain old forensic looking straight on moustache shot and has to get creative. Although nice it doesn’t really show of the mo’. At least I don’t look fat.
The real reason for all the fuzz:
More information and how to donate to Movember: Movember 2009 Info
I was kind of hoping to be hairier by now. Maybe a little Freddy Fender, like in the stalker-esque toon, Wasted Days and Wasted Nights:
Jeepers! What’s with that helmet of hair?
Don’t for get to enter the contest for a pair of Official Movember Cuff Links. You know you want ‘em.
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I used to love this song…but then I listened to the words, and sheesh…Freddy's a bit messed up in an Ike Turner kinda way in this song. By the way, it's all your fault. Also, his hair? Ridiculous. But you gotta love the 'stache. It's all kinds of awesome.
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