Tuesday, May 06, 2008

And there were mustaches.

Cinco de Mustache came and went yesterday. As is standard, there was celebrating. We ate burritos and fajitas at lunchtime. We admired one another's efforts and openly ridiculed others. This was over a month of work for some and weeks and days of effort for others. In our midst, we had guys that could have been extras on the set of Magnum, P.I. Still others could have been janitors or cowboys or 7th graders finally hitting puberty. It was a beautiful thing.

And, just to clear this up right now, there was no single winner. That's not what this is about. In the end—whether you have a mustache or not—everybody wins.

5 comments:

Jillian said...
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Laura said...

I came here looking for this yesterday. You did me proud, son! I think you look like some kind of olde English butcher or something...

Jillian said...

I'm not sure which is better, all of the 'staches or the guy wearing the Camel Towing Service shirt.

lil' bohemian said...

Clintern wins for creapiest 'stache. Miss you guys!

f*bomb. said...

It's like a convention of perverts, hustlers, and truckstop junkies.