Success!

Well, I've done it. I've grown a kick-ass moustache. I had always wanted a handlebar moustache or a pencil-thin moustache like the evil dudes in the movies. At the same time, I couldn't pitch and I had no desire to tie ladies to railroad tracks.

After some discussion with my wife (thanks Pam!), I came up with a moustache design that complimented my chins. I think it's working well, and I've gotten a lot of thumbs-ups from passers-by.

The only problem now is that people keep confusing me with Tom Selleck. This is not such a bad thing, you might think. But one of the people who thought I was Tom Selleck was this huge guy who had a bone to pick with Mr. Selleck. I barely escaped that one, but upon showing him the tattoo on my bum, he knew it was a case of mistaken identity.