Thursday, November 30, 2006

You've won this round, genetic disposition to poorly-grown moustaches


Well, all good things come to an end. And as many a hipster has shrugged on a street corner, s'all good. Thus all things come to an end. So too does the great Movember experiment. That's the end result sitting there to the right.

It was, if nothing else, an interesting experience. I didn't raise as much as I'd hoped but from what I hear, the Movember campaign as a whole did fairly well. My fellow Mo' bros managed to raise around $6,700 for testicular and prostate cancer research - not bad for a DIY, word-of-mouth campaign.

If you're interested, they'll continue collecting pledges for a few more weeks.

And while I never managed to pay homage to the great Mo' warriors who peaked ahead of their time (Super Mario and Tom Selleck come to mind), I did manage to get mostly beyond that awkward "are you growing a moustache or did you have chocolate milk for lunch?" phase.

But, after several depressing mornings shaving off the three-day old beard that had caught up to the three-week old beard, I've decided I may sit out next year's Movember and wait for Decembeard - if such a thing exists (or if it doesn't, I may have the next great charity idea here).

So thanks to everyone who donated. See below for more Mo' Pho'to' fun!


Mo' Mo' Fun!


Wednesday, November 22, 2006

We shall overcome!

I know, I know. I've been a bad, bad blogger.

This is a month-long exercise and not posting for two weeks is pretty much unforgivable, I know.

Thing is, I haven't really had a lot to say. This site was going to be where I shared my experiences as a moustachioed do-gooder but my moustache-growing prowress is slightly less than I had hoped.

Oh it's grown, it's just grown kind of blond-like, especially compared to my beard and hair. It's at the point now where it's at least discernable (pics to follow soon, I swear) but if I go a day or two without shaving my beard, it nearly catches up.

But don't be glum, chums, this whole experiment wasn't about my folicle ineptitudes! It's about charity! It's about us Y-Chromosomers standing up and saying, my balls and bum are important too!

It's about kickin' testicular cancer's ass and taking prostate cancer's name!

So don't let my inadequacies stand in the way of you making a difference. Click the donation link to the right and tell the manly cancers they can kiss your shiny, daffodil ass!

It's what he would have wanted.

Monday, November 06, 2006

Owners DO look like their pets

It has been said, by people much smarter than me, that pets and owners sometimes take on shared physical characteristics.

As you can see by this photo of me and the one and only Chancellor Heinrich von Fluffenstein-Puppyface (aka Henry)**, this isn't just an urban myth. While we both have dark hair, our moustaches are quite a bit lighter.

What, you can't see my Mo'? Oh it's there, baby. It may be faint, thin and blondish (what some call 'stubble') but it's there.

This photo is also evidence of one of the two things that have become abundantly clear to me since I started this crazy adventure just less than one week ago:
  1. My facial hair is far lighter than my headal hair; my moustache doubly so.
  2. I forget how to shave with a manual razor
Many of the relatives reading this site may remember how excited Nan Willard was when she saw reddish hues in my beard. Apparently there's red hair way back in my family lines that manifested itself somewhat in my chin fuzz. At the time I was quite tickled at this notion - now I'm mostly ticked by it. It's hard to be a proud Mo' bro when nobody can see your Mo'.

As for the second point, well, I've been an electric razor man for some time now. Making the leap back to a real razor (which cuts closer and therefore better highlights my meagre Mo' ) has led to a fair bit of bloodshed for yours truly.

All in the name of charity.

** I swear I'm not choking my dog here, it's a trick of the lens

Friday, November 03, 2006

and After


OH MY GOD, WHO ARE YOU AND WHAT HAVE YOU DONE WITH JOE'S STUBBLE?

Before


This is what I looked like Tuesday night, before I turned the razor on myself. This is the Joe you all know and love.

Tuesday, October 31, 2006

And so it begins

Well, not quite. But soon.

In a few hours I'll be putting razor to face and taking the final plunge into Movember Madness (which, by the way, was the working title for this blog before I settled on Joe's Mo').

The response to my adventure has been positive thus far, though without the visual aides I'm not surprised. At this point I'm just doing a good deed. We'll see how people react when I've got a manly t-bar or villainous handlebar keeping my lip below my nose.

I'll be posting pictures soon, likely a before and after dealie, so stay tuned to Joe's Mo' for all your Mo'venutres. And feel free to make a contribution like a few hearty souls have already. It's for a good cause.

Wednesday, October 25, 2006

Like Bob Saget would say...

It's time to lock in your vote:

Update: Okay, I don't know if it's always like this but the poll site is really slow. Click the link then, as Kim Mitchell would say, go for a soda. It'll load while you're gone. So many 80s references.

Monday, October 23, 2006

Welcome to Joe's Mo'

Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, welcome to the next great online experiment. You’ve stumbled across Joe’s Mo’ – your one-stop shop for all things related to the hideous experiment that is Joe’s venture into charity and advocacy.

As part of the up-and-coming Movember movement, I’ve decided to dedicate my face to a good cause throughout the month of November. And, because I’m an absolute whore for whatever little bit of attention I can get, I’ve started this blog to track my adventures.

Ok, so you’re probably asking yourself, “Self, what is this Movember Joe speaks of?”

Well self, the answer is simple (or as the French say, simple). Movember is an awareness/fundraising campaign aimed at fighting testicular and prostate cancer. Throughout the month of Movember, participants in this exercise will be growing themselves some stylin’ moustaches and collecting pledges from their friends, colleagues and co-workers. These pledges will manifest themselves into dollars and cents that the Princess Margaret Hospital Foundation in Toronto can use to carry on the good fight against testicular and prostate cancer.

The rules are very simple and can be read in their entirety on the Movember Canada website. Basically, on October 31, I shave my face clean and start growin’ the mo’. Other facial-hair stylings are acceptable too but the mo’ must be independent and free standing. No connection to any chin hair or sideburns.

For those of you who know me, that’s a big commitment right there. Save for the two months I worked in a pulp mill in BC and regulations prohibited it, I have had some variety of facial hair adorning my chin and lip areas since graduating high school. But every now and again, a cause comes along that is so deserving that one is prepared to make sacrifices.

With the deadline for visage-wiping looming, I will soon be posting a poll so all the loyal Joe’s Mo’ readers can have their say as to what sort of mo’ Joe should grow. And you can expect regular updates and photos chronicling my adventures as a ‘stached warrior.

And please, donate to the cause. You get one of them nifty charitable receipts and everything.

Until then, keep on rockin’ in the mo’ world.