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I want to entertain, not preach; tell stories, not be mistaken for wisdom filled. I made a pact to tell my truth, but I wasn’t sure exactly how far to go with it.

Preachy people make me feel bored and hostile. That’s not Aspergers, that’s my personality. Which is strong; and sometimes I fear too modeled on my dad’s. He starred in an early MTV commercial, yet refused to believe me when I told him that it was a station that plays rock music 24 hours a day.

My dad, CPA to a Big name Russian ballet dancer at the dancer’s peak, plus many other equally fascinating people was not demented, drunk or even tipsy, or of course on any mind altering drug when he asked this:

“Should I shave half my moustache so that when I’m up there the people who knew me before I grew it will recognize me?”

Yes my father really thought about being in public, and with clients, with half a moustache in case heaven does exist. And somehow…well it made no sense in any respect. What about the people who died when he was a kid? Or in his 20 and 30′s? My father seemed so logical, and was in many areas

I gave the only answer that came to mind; and the only answer that could fit:

“Only if you want to look really really stupid in this life.”

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15 Responses to “Half a moustache; my father asks a question”

  1. January 11th, 2006 at 14:02 | #1

    Your dad’s question puts me in mind of some of the bizzare things that fly out of my mouth on a regular basis. Ever since I was little, my mom’s response has been: “Where do you get this stuff?” It was only a few years ago that I hit upon the answer: “My brain.”

  2. January 11th, 2006 at 14:35 | #2

    See, now that kind of statement is why you didn’t make it through charm school… ;)

  3. January 11th, 2006 at 17:20 | #3

    that’s really funny and i wish he had. would ahve made an even better story! ;-)

  4. January 11th, 2006 at 21:06 | #4

    I had heard rumblings of a strange mind altering phenom that occurs from overexposure to math.

    Thank goddess I stear clear of all things numbers.

    Out of the mouth of parents….

  5. January 12th, 2006 at 03:25 | #5

    Charm school is extremely overrated.

    I love your father….

  6. January 12th, 2006 at 03:28 | #6

    Charm School is greatly overrated.

    I love your father.

  7. January 12th, 2006 at 05:49 | #7

    That was funny and the title was perfect.

  8. January 12th, 2006 at 08:41 | #8

    How funny… and your answer was truly an answer a daughter would give their father… at least that is the kind of answer I would give mine… LOL! ;)

  9. January 12th, 2006 at 09:56 | #9

    Half a ‘stache, huh? Pretty funny. It reminded me of an old Perdue Chicken commercial many years ago. Frank Perdue was pushing his packages of half chickens. He said, “Half chickens. They sure do walk funny, but, they taste really great.”

  10. January 12th, 2006 at 11:35 | #10

    if a suicide bomber fails, do they get 70 whores?

    funny and touching post…

  11. January 12th, 2006 at 18:05 | #11

    When I was an MTV intern, I did see a man with a half shaven moustache..hmmmm

  12. January 12th, 2006 at 18:53 | #12

    I love that sorry–both your father’s logic and your advice.

  13. January 12th, 2006 at 20:53 | #13

    He starred in an early MTV commercial, yet refused to believe me when I told him that it was a station that plays rock music 24 hours a day.

    Now that brings me back.

    Great story

  14. January 12th, 2006 at 22:53 | #14

    what’s wrong with half a moustache? That way you can have two beautiful profile shots, save on razor blades, and yes…look a little stupid all at the same time.

    But hey, sometimes stupid can be fun.

  15. January 13th, 2006 at 04:15 | #15

    Many years ago, my dad had a mustache and the morning he decided to shave it off, he only did one side, just to tease us!

    The funniest part of all was that my grandma had HATED the mustache, but when we went over to see her, and she FINALLY noticed, she said “why did you shave it off?”

    There was just no pleasing her…

    Funny, how someone else’s story triggers your own long forgotten memories, nu ?

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