Something’s changed in my moustache today.  As I walked to work, I noticed people looking at me differently – almost with an air of quiet respect – capped off by a youngster no older that eight saying to me, in awe: “Good luck this year Mister Mull-Nicks”.

Obviously I was all like, “WTF, dude?!”  Alright, I didn’t say that.  You know when you think of the perfect comeback about 10 minutes after the fact but it’s too late and you wish you could go back in time to say it? This was one of those, big time. Needless to say, I was deeply confused.

It was only after my arrival at work and a brief dalliance on the world wide web that I clued in: In the past 11 days I’ve morphed into the legendary '80s Blue Jays third baseman Rance Mulliniks.

If I was writing a test at the moment of this realization and the question was, “How awesome did your life just get?” and the options were:

a) At least 30 times more awesome.
b) If the sun is a star, then your moustache is a ____________.
c) The English language doesn’t contain enough adjectives to properly describe such a sudden increase in awesomeness.

I would circle ‘c’ and then rethink it and just light the test on fire and stroll out of the room because dudes who look as sweet as me don’t have to write tests.

I hope your moustaches are coming along as well as mine (pretty much impossible).  Get those email submissions in, and the winner will be announced this Friday!