That's four times this month.
That's four more times than my navigational expertise was called upon since moving here in October through end of February.
Believe in the mustache.
Sunday, March 14, 2010
Thursday, March 11, 2010
FIVE-OH!
Got a haircut. They took it a little high and tight. Not too much shorter than I wanted, but pretty short.
Anyway, now I look like a cop!
I hope people don't start disrespecting the 'stache.
Anyway, now I look like a cop!
I hope people don't start disrespecting the 'stache.
Tuesday, March 9, 2010
Nicknames
Here are some of my celebrity lookalikes, dubbed by peers and co-workers since March 1, 2010:
Jeff Foxworthy
Adam Morrison
Johnny Depp (dreamy, I know)
Brad Pitt (dreamy, I still know)
And finally, my favorite....
RON JEREMY
It will be a damn shame when my mustache fades away.
Ron Swanson
Jeff Foxworthy
Adam Morrison
Johnny Depp (dreamy, I know)
Brad Pitt (dreamy, I still know)
And finally, my favorite....
RON JEREMY
It will be a damn shame when my mustache fades away.
Wednesday, March 3, 2010
Rockin' Reflection
It's not that a mustache is the best gift I've ever received, but every time I look in the mirror I feel like a kid on Christmas.
I perpetually forget that I have a mustache until I gaze upon my reflection and can't help but crack a smile and let out a little giggle.
In other news, apparently the mustache isn't just a sign of creepiness - it's also a sign of security and wisdom. Getting off the train in downtown Chicago today, I was stopped by three different people asking me for directions.
One guy even kept walking with me to explain his situation and get as much help as possible.
I gave him the wrong directions. Oops.
I perpetually forget that I have a mustache until I gaze upon my reflection and can't help but crack a smile and let out a little giggle.
In other news, apparently the mustache isn't just a sign of creepiness - it's also a sign of security and wisdom. Getting off the train in downtown Chicago today, I was stopped by three different people asking me for directions.
One guy even kept walking with me to explain his situation and get as much help as possible.
I gave him the wrong directions. Oops.
Monday, March 1, 2010
Beauty in the 'Stache
There's something magical about a mustache. When you're rocking some sweet upper lip lovin', nothing else seems to matter.
Clothing, hair, hygiene in general...
My focus today was on my hair. I wore it parted in the same style as in the last picture of my first post.
The reception was even more awkward than I had hoped for. I started a new job last week, so my encounters were all in a professional environment where people don't know me all that well.
Very few inquired about the 'stache and nobody commented on the hair. They probably think I just have a significantly slanted sense of style.
But at least I've got a mustache.
In other news, my roommate has jumped into the MM action. Good for him!
I just need to work on my beer gut.
Clothing, hair, hygiene in general...
My focus today was on my hair. I wore it parted in the same style as in the last picture of my first post.
The reception was even more awkward than I had hoped for. I started a new job last week, so my encounters were all in a professional environment where people don't know me all that well.
Very few inquired about the 'stache and nobody commented on the hair. They probably think I just have a significantly slanted sense of style.
But at least I've got a mustache.
In other news, my roommate has jumped into the MM action. Good for him!
I just need to work on my beer gut.
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