MOVEMBER PHOTO DAY 4: PTA yearbook edition

I woke up today with a splitting headache-- I don't think I can blame it on the moustache.

But don't worry, I'll try.

I've been getting involved with my son's PTA, and today was the first meeting for the yearbook, which I somehow managed to say I would be part of.  I can use InDesign, I sold ads for my high school yearbook, and I wanted to get involved.

People are generally thrilled that I'm involved, although when they found out I was a professional clown, they immediately wanted me to be Santa for the Holiday party.  I've never been Santa before, and I'm trying to shed weight, not gain it.  I tried a few excuses (It's against my religion, I may not be here, and I'm allergic)  I think they got the idea.  They are going to give me a few more days to come up with better excuses.  Hopefully I can think of some.

The strongest is that the only time I ever did play Santa, I did it as a drunk and disorderly Santa Puppet for Big Nazo.  It was set at a former brothel turned music club, and Santa lands in the middle of the set, wondering where the girls are.  This also involved a rather brilliant bit involving the fact that Rudolph was unavailable, and in his place his cousin, Adolph, the Racially Pure Reindeer was showing the way-- but he didn't want to have a red nose, but a white one instead.  He ends up frothing at the mouth and has to be put down.

Chew on that, kids! (and he's got a pretty good moustache, too!)