Wax Me Please

 

 

 

 

 

 

(For bigger enjoyment, click the cat’s mustache.)

Bizarro is brought to you today by Lip Mustache.

As I mentioned a few days ago, I’ve agreed to promote the Movember movement in my cartoons this month. This cartoon appears as part of that whole deal, which is a global effort to alert men to health issues like prostate and testicular happiness by asking men to grow mustaches this month. A thinking person might well ask how that promotes men’s health issues and here’s how––you start growing a righteous mustache and your friends, relatives, and co-workers ask, “Dude, what’s with that crap on your lip? Are you auditioning for a porn film?” And then you tell them to get their ass and balls checked by a physician. It’s just that easy.

On a more pleasant subject, I’m very happy with the artwork on both this cartoon and the accompanying title panel, so I’m going to pat myself on the back. I supersuperlove the drawing of the monkey, which is a self-portrait, of course. The cat would be, too, if it were wearing a hat. Sadly, that’s actually how most people recognize me, even my friends.  On more than one occasion, I’ve actually walked into a party without my hat and seen people who know me well look puzzled, then turn away. When I approach them they say they weren’t sure it was me. WTF?

Part of my involvement with the MoFolks is to post pics of myself with various mustachery incarnations. Here’s a little number I call “Asymmetrical Symphony.” People often ask me how I get my mustache to stand up in points or curls or whatever and I tell them it is done with mustache wax. I am surprised by how few people have ever heard of such a thing. It’s been around for centuries, of course, and is coming back into vogue now that men are beginning to grow mustaches again, especially the long, crazy kind. Thanks to the inherent creepiness of the fashions of the 1970s, most men abandoned lip adornment decades ago. I’m happy to see it coming back.