Week in Wreview

By simply putting that photo there, I struggled to get this sentence out.  I triple clutched my finger before finally hitting the key.  Just a reminder of what life is like for Mets without a stache.  What a first week it’s been for The Wright Stache. We…

• Introduced ourselves to the internets.
• Proved that the 1986 Mets were powered by Metstaches.
• Paid homage to our patron saint and celebrated his achievements.
• Addressed the Giambi stache head on.
• Got to know the Metstaches of HoJo, Davey and John Pacella.
• Launched our Wright Wreasons series with Magnum force.
• And learned that David can and should grow a stache…statistically speaking.

Not a bad start.  I know that it may seem like I’ve done most of the posting over the last few days.  That’s because Hairy Backman has been working hard at his real job in the steel mill and Jose’s Chin Pubes is in Texas taking the steak-eating challenge at every steakhouse south of Dallas-Ft. Worth.  We’ll form Voltron next week.

We’ll be working through the weekend, so stop by while you nurse your hangover and watch whatever marathon MTV runs.

Stay tuned for some site improvements in the next week or so that will make commenting more pleasureable.  And please do check back often and share The Wright Stache with your friends, family and casual encounters.

A Mixed Bag of Feedback

Yesterday marked the first full day of our movement: an uphill battle that we’re certain will be met with challenges of varying degrees and intensities. We fear not. Throughout the day, we received a mixed-bag of feedback from folks of all walks of life. There were those that showed nothing but support; martyrs who were ready to die for our cause. For that, we are truly grateful. There were those that were angry: People who took the stache in vain and shouted “witchcraft” and “blasphemy”. There were some that were downright confused, conflicted, or disturbed by the notion of creating an entire movement behind an individual’s future mustache. And there were some who simply scoffed at the thought of such a ludicrous challenge.

Towards those, we confidently smile. Read more »