Wednesday, December 2nd, 2009
Novembeard
I’d like to talk about something that will be a phenomenon in November of Twenty-Ten (2010 for those not cool enough for the lingo)… Novembeard. The festivities ended on November 30th and I did not participate this year but I know next year I will.
I’m sure you can guess the basics of Novembeard, grow a beard in November. I’d think pretty simple, but I wasn’t exactly sure what all of Novembeard was about. I looked to the internet to give me answers. I googled Novembeard and the first site the came up was Novembeard.com. There was a small problem though; I couldn’t go to Novembeard.com because my employer’s internet content catcher blocks it under the category of “sports”. Sports?? Novembeard is as much as a sport as curling. Sliding a stone on ice towards a target isn’t a sport, it’s what you do in frozen countries when you’re bombed off of moonshine, have a few extra brooms lying around and feel like risking your life on a frozen lake. Novembeard isn’t a sport either because there is no competition. It’s a culmination of brotherhood. There are no winners or losers, just unadulterated manliness. I’m a big purveyor of the notion that all men should grow a beard at least once in their lives. I don’t care that you’re blotchy, I don’t care that you don’t get hair on your upper lip, just try it out. It’s what makes men, men, and what makes women, Italian.
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