It’s November, which generally means a flurry of e-activity: NaNoWriMo, NaBloPoMo, Movember. My participation in NaBloPoMo isn’t really interesting any more, as this’ll be my 5th year or something – and my making an extra 3 posts a month to cover the days I wouldn’t normally write isn’t exactly front page news. I’ve always wanted to do NaNoWriMo, but I have serious doubts about my ability to write a flowing story of any length – I have a short attention span and tend to change subjects in the middle of paragraphs for fun and profit. That just leaves Movember – and let’s face it; while I am awesome and can do most things; I cannot grow a moustache.
Ed can, though. And he is. He’s participating in Movember for the first time ever – at first just for me (I’m curious; I’ve never seen him with a moustache) but then because he found out his place of employment is huge on Movember: they’ll match any donation he brings in. I know there are a ton of friends and family particpating, but please consider donating to Ed for that very reason – every dollar you donate is TWO dollars towards the fight against man cancer, and that is nothing but a good thing.
Plus, I’ll post pictures of his terrible creepiness as the ‘mo progresses.
Ha, love it.
I am also doing movember, and documenting the daily stache evolution via photo on the ol’ bloggy blog. I have made a team at work, there’s 7 or 8 of us, and we’ll hopefully raise a few bucks as well.
But really, it’s just about the creepy stache.
I know so many people doing Movember I can no longer do my usual bit of deciding on a full donation amount and splitting it amongst friends. Unless the thing accepts $5 donations, and I decide I hate half my friends.
I don’t get the females who join Movember. I refuse to donate to anyone who can’t at least *try* to grow facial hair. If they want my money they’d better be on hormone replacement for the duration of the month.