Yesterday was Moustache Monday at Mozilla. With a little help from my friends and their fake moustaches, I summoned the nerve to show up at work with my own real long, long, long facial hair. That means a lot to have people do that for you.
After five months of beard innovation though, it’s all too much and I have shaved. I’m down in the dumps a little bit now that the experiment is over, but things are getting better because all I’ve got to do is wait and it won’t be long until opportunity returns.
But something tells me that this isn’t the end and the moustache is still out there. Shaving allowed it to stretch it’s wings and now it is flying as free as a bird. I’ve got a feeling I’ll see it again–maybe the next time I’m watching rainbows in calico skies I will see it sailing past.
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