End of the ‘Stache
As much as I was initially hesitant, I truly enjoyed the last 4 months wearing a mustache as a covenant signifying my support of a great undertaking: taking a closed beta product and turning it into something available to the world. Earlier this evening, I had my mustache shaved by Ritch at Barber Lounge. Although I really do appreciate being able to see my upper lip again, I do miss my mustache, a shape shifter that took the form of a cuban smuggler, a regular goatee and biker handlebars.
Tomorrow I will post pictures, but until then:
Reputation, reputation, reputation! O, I have lost my reputation! I have lost the immortal part of myself, and what remains is bestial.
