October 16, 2008

What Vegas does to a man…

This is my friend Kevin and his wife Sara. Cute couple, right?

Kevin worked with me at Lijit for two weeks before his former job offered him A LOT of money to come back. I can totally understand his decision to return to that job and we have remained friends ever since.

When I was getting ready to go to Blog World in Vegas last month, Kevin emailed me, letting me know that he and Sara were going to be in Vegas at the same time. I told him that we should try to meet up, but as conferences go, Blog World was busy and didn’t leave me with much of an opportunity to see Kevin.

After I returned home from Vegas, Kevin sent me some pics from his trip. Turns out Kev had spent the months before going to Sin City growing a beard. Why, you ask? All so that he could shave and look like this while there:

While Kevin’s facial hair seems completely appropriate for the dregs of the Strip, I only hope that when we have dinner together on Sunday night, he does not look like this. Perhaps when it comes to authentic porn mustaches, what happens in Vegas should be shaved off in Vegas.

Just sayin’ Kevin.

  • As a point of clarification, I only spent about a week growing the beard since I’m that manly. And it was because of this ‘stache that Lady Luck did not smile upon me while in Vegas, but instead chose to turn and run towards Reno! However I did enjoy spending the weekend semi-incognito at the $3 blackjack tables. Why $3 you ask? Because I had to make a lot of that money go a long way. We’re looking forward to a ‘stashe-less dinner on Sunday!
  • Wow. That is quite a 'stache.
blog comments powered by Disqus