Robot Tiger

To The Rescue

Hair you go.

Hair you go.

Tales from the Barbershop

Upon walking in to see the Arsenal match on, a nonplussed nine-year-old boy told the room, “It’s sports, so I’ll watch it. But it isn’t INTERESTING!”

Mustachioed Hipster Disdains All the Movember-Come-Latelys
Spencer Willows, 32, who claims to have first grown his mustache “months and months ago,” isn’t pleased to be grouped in with the normally facial hair-less crowds who stop shaving for the 30 days of “Movember” to raise awareness of men’s health issues.
"Four weeks of the year, it is nothing but misdirected comments about my supposed ‘temoporary’ ‘stache," Willows said. "Everyone is all ‘Oh, doing the mustache thing this month?’ and ‘Lookin’ good Movember Matey!’"
The toughest week of the month for the mustache enthusiast is Thanksgiving week.
"My extended family are the WORST," Willow said. "They don’t see me most of the year, so when I show up back in Ohio in November, my aunts and uncles all think I’m just a Movember mustache dillettante. Last year, I sat down to the dinner table to find my uncle Ralph had decided ‘to join in the fun,’ with me. I was horrified!"
Despite Willow’s continued struggles as a “real mustache man in a sea of pretenders,” he pledges to keep the facial hair faith.
"I thought about shaving this November 1," Willow said, "but then what would I playfully stroke while considering purchases at the farmer’s market?"
(reposting from last year because Movember)

Mustachioed Hipster Disdains All the Movember-Come-Latelys

Spencer Willows, 32, who claims to have first grown his mustache “months and months ago,” isn’t pleased to be grouped in with the normally facial hair-less crowds who stop shaving for the 30 days of “Movember” to raise awareness of men’s health issues.

"Four weeks of the year, it is nothing but misdirected comments about my supposed ‘temoporary’ ‘stache," Willows said. "Everyone is all ‘Oh, doing the mustache thing this month?’ and ‘Lookin’ good Movember Matey!’"

The toughest week of the month for the mustache enthusiast is Thanksgiving week.

"My extended family are the WORST," Willow said. "They don’t see me most of the year, so when I show up back in Ohio in November, my aunts and uncles all think I’m just a Movember mustache dillettante. Last year, I sat down to the dinner table to find my uncle Ralph had decided ‘to join in the fun,’ with me. I was horrified!"

Despite Willow’s continued struggles as a “real mustache man in a sea of pretenders,” he pledges to keep the facial hair faith.

"I thought about shaving this November 1," Willow said, "but then what would I playfully stroke while considering purchases at the farmer’s market?"

(reposting from last year because Movember)

The beach is a wonderful place to let your hair down.

The beach is a wonderful place to let your hair down.

This guy is not going to let something as square as a window ledge get in the way of his hair. I mean, YOLO, right?

This guy is not going to let something as square as a window ledge get in the way of his hair. I mean, YOLO, right?

I can’t be the only one who thought this was an ad for deodorant, given the shampoo bottle’s placement UNDER AN OUTSTRETCHED ARMPIT.

I can’t be the only one who thought this was an ad for deodorant, given the shampoo bottle’s placement UNDER AN OUTSTRETCHED ARMPIT.

Your So-Called “Movember”

Puny Earthlings! Why do you insist on renaming only one month for the purpose of growing facial hair for “a good cause”? Why not also:

In your chest hair.

In your chest hair.

"Ah, a lovely promise but one beyond the powers of a mere shampoo," - Mr. Burns…and me.

"Ah, a lovely promise but one beyond the powers of a mere shampoo," - Mr. Burns…and me.

I choose to believe this is intentionally a coffin-themed hair salon, probably run by goths.

I choose to believe this is intentionally a coffin-themed hair salon, probably run by goths.

These robot sentinels keep a silent guard over the grocery store parking lot. But soon, I fear, they will awaken for a much needed hair appointment.

These robot sentinels keep a silent guard over the grocery store parking lot. But soon, I fear, they will awaken for a much needed hair appointment.

Quick! Somebody start a Tumblr called “Mailbox Hairdos”!

Quick! Somebody start a Tumblr called “Mailbox Hairdos”!