
My mustache doesn't blog on the weekends, but he does enjoy the occasional gin fizz, and by occasional I mean my mustache is hammered right now. I'm really thinking about getting mustache into a twelve step plan of recovery, but when we had the intervention at halftime during the
Superbowl, mustache decided that would be a good time to pass out
after throwing up in my lap. I'm not sure if it was the booze or the rousing performance by the who that made him sick.