I’ve been sick. No bones about it. Finally, after long last, the doctors have figured out what’s wrong. Ulcers in my stomach! Now that we know what the problem is, I’m doing all I can to get better and back to brewing. A large part of this effort has been spent investing in my new charity, Mustaches for Ulcers. Ulcers are serious business, and nothing is more serious than a mustache. Just ask Burt Reynolds. Presenting my new and improved lower face, now a furry charity machine:
I will soon be contacting the American Mustache Institute on behalf of Monday Night Brewery to pitch Mustaches for Ulcers. I will also be contacting Tel Aviv University, which in 1992 revealed a startling correlation between mustachoi’d men and peptic ulcers. Coincidence? No, it’s science.
I challenge anyone who is able to grow their own mustache in support of this worthy cause. Please contact me via email or the comments to learn how to participate. With the help of our collective upper lips, we may just be able to eradicate ulcers (and specifically stomach ulcers) once and for all.