Robber gets away with $5-6k wearing a face ‘stache as a disguise. This of course in LA. Fucking movies.

Even though I am indifferent to the Mets, I can throw my support behind a blog whose title and banner pay homage to one of the greatest Staches in MLB history, the one belonging to Keith Hernandez.  The Daily Stache has been providing Mets fans with insider news since March, 2008.

Besides winning a World Series with the Mets, Hernandez parlayed his glorious stache into appearances on Seinfeld and in Just For Men commercials, both times as himself.  Because when you have a mustache like that, why would you ever pretend to be someone else?

In this case, MLB does not stand for Major League Baseball- it is clearly Mustache Legend’s Blog.

I love coming up with ideas. I’m full of ideas. The trouble with ideas is that everybody has them. And a lot of times they’re the same. My advice to you, dear readers, is if you have an idea, never ever Google it because you will be disappointed that it’s “been done.” Oh well. You can always do it better.

Anyhoo, while Googling for some mustache rhetoric, I came across MustacheGlory.com. Whoa, I thought. This is exactly like Stachist! Even stranger is Mustache Glory shut its doors right about the same time Stachist began. Their last post was November 19th, 2009. Our first post was September 24th, 2009. So, a 2 month overlap. I don’t know if they saw us coming. I didn’t see them at all. But I feel that we’re carrying-on the mustache blog torch.

Check out the site. Good Mustaches.

Ladies and Gentlemen, I present you with the mustachioed Tom LaBrie of LaBrie’s Sleep Center. He hails from my hometown, Sacramento, not too far from where I grew up. It’s too bad I’m too young to remember these amazing TV commercials where he sells waterbeds. Perhaps they aired after my bedtime.

Maybe you’re going through a divorce or just happen to like the free life, if you’re thinking about a waterbed, come see us. We have a bed for all budgets.

I don’t think you can find an example of anything more 70′s: The sexual overtones, the mustache. The long hair despite a receding hairline. The purple polyester shirt with tapered collar. And then there’s the room: the waterbed. The wood paneling. The (fake?) plants.

Apparently the place is still around and has a website (LaBries.com) that’s about outdated as these commercials.

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In the comments one reader wrote:

Tom sponsored midnight movies called ‘Night Comfort Theater’ on channel 40. He was a coked up hustler from Massachusetts that was as lairy as they come. His website is still up but the store is gone.

I thought the accent was a little strange. They don’t talk like that in Sactown, that’s for sure.

Looking for a gift for a fellow mustache enthusiast that they can enjoy all year long? How about “Sex Confident—The Mustache Calendar?” The calendar captures mustaches in 12 of the many different personalities that have them: the Caveman, Casanova, Mr. Introspective, the Professional, the Boxer, the Dad, the Lumberjack.

All of the talent that went into making this glorious way to count the days has spawned from the Rhode Island School of Design in Providence.

Each month has a mustache quote like,

• Ask not what your mustache can do for you but what you can do for your mustache
• Mi mustachio es su mustachio
• Behind every great man there is a great mustache

Pick one up today. The black and white photos were taking with a medium format camera and the photos are stunning.

The Mustache Calendar

Running a blog is a study in shameless self-promotion, but sometimes our brutal, taxing hard work pays off and people recognize our posts for what they are: pure, unadulterated mustache genius.  Recently Tili Ritter, who appears to be the coolest girl in the world, posted about us on Twitter (@KTritter).  Which showed up in our inbox.  Which led us to her twitter page.  Which led me to fall in love.  Not only is Tili Ritter a mustache enthusiast, she also claims to be a huge fan of the bands Minus the Bear and The National, two of my favorites.

So thank you Tili Ritter, for being cool.  For being you.  And for (hopefully) not looking like this:

Actually, on second thought- hopefully you do look like this.

While every night I go to bed sad that Conan is not still on the loose reigns of Late Night, I can take solace in the fact that Jimmy Fallon has some significant pros.  The Roots as the house band, to name one.  But the best development he has brought to Late Night?  The Mustache Wars!

Last night’s match-up was one for the ages: Wilford Brimley’s mustache vs. Gene Shalit’s mustache.  The winner?  Us.

Unless you hang around the seedy streets or Reno (or run marathons in Northern CA/Nevada), then you probably haven’t heard of Lynyrd Skynrod. He’s hard to get a hold of but he finally responded to a few of my questions about his stache.

How long have you had your mustache?

’bout as long as I can remember man. So at least since last Sunday.

Why’d you grow a mustache?

When you got a rep like mine you’ve gotta have the look to back it up. I wouldn’t want anybody lookin’ at my mug and thinkin’ I was as soft as my upper lip.

What’s the story with that mural behind you? Whereabouts is it?

I’m not sure about the story behind that mural but I damn well know where it is. It’s on the corner of Sutro and 4th St, one block north of the River and one block east of Fantasy Girls and Diamond Dolls, two of Reno’s finest businesses, right in the heart of Lynyrd Skynrod’s stompin’ grounds. Sometimes I like to kick it there after 40 oz of Steele’s and think about those fellas. Look like some mean ass miners. Nevada was built on the backs of those men I’m sure of it. They’re not so different from me, tryin’ to make a livin’ in hard times and not afraid of sweat.

What’s the deal with your name? Were your parents big Lynyrd Skynyrd fans?

That band’s plane went down 2 years before I was born. My Dad was still in mourning at the time of my birth so he shared his misery with me by giving me Lynyrd Skynrod as my first and middle names. What a sap, can’t blame my Mom for leavin him. I left him too and figured since he stuck me with Lynyrd Skynrod I’d hold on to those 2 names and leave his sorry ass last name with him.

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This is artist Carole Eisner’s recycled-steel interpretation of Salvador Dali’s mustache. It’s located in New York at 67th Street and Broadway, across from the Apple store.

Photo by Scott Beale / Laughing Squid