Monday, March 23, 2009

The Stache

Shannon had a dream last night (which is always a good thing).

I don't know all the details, but in it--get this--my mustache had super-powers!!  Her memory is a little foggy on everything my facial adornment was able to do, but she assures me I was definitely picking locks with it!  Yusss.

This is perfect timing.  Our poll on who has the better handlebar mustache is a dead heat (9-9 at the time of writing) with only 5 days left to vote.  But this discovery is bound to push me over the top.  My mustache has super-powers!


In other mustache news

  • After nearly two months of mustachery, on Saturday night, 'lil Stachey received his first unequivocal compliment from a female, who was both sober and sane thankyouverymuch. Thanks Danae!
  • Compliments from males come daily.  Also on Saturday night, in a bar, the dude sitting at the table next to me leans over and says, "I apologize in advance if you catch me staring at your mustache.  That is truly a thing of magnificence."  I'm not telling you all this to toot my own horn (believe me, the sleaziness of it is not lost on me) but I can't go out without being bombarded with comments like this from dudes and looks of minor disgust from the ladies.

What is it about a mustache that so polarizes men and women?


Some names I have been called 

Ron Burgundy

Jeff Foxworthy (by middle school boys on the school bus)

Or my favorite: A little girl, maybe 6 years old, steps onto my school bus, looks at me, pauses, and says, "You look like a thief."  Ha!


Some things to ponder in the comments

What would my super hero name be? I suggested The 'Stache in the title.  But I also like Mustache Man and the more discreet Hairy Locksmith. Should the mustache itself have a name too?? Who's my nemesis?

You can also tell me if you're completely sick of me talking about my facial hair.  I can't help it.  Beards and their cousins are way too fun.  Maybe I should start a separate blog.

1 comment:

Margaret said...

Mullets also have the same polarizing effect on the sexes, as I observed one summer at camp: men think they're hilarious; women think they're disgusting.

Maybe that should be your next hair venture.