Boy Meets World

  I am a man of many horizons.  I am gold within the arch.  I am the frozen in custard.  I am the 1st of the sequels.  I am father to child.  I am the Grim in Reaper.  I am the Bills in Buffalo.  I am the Freak of Nature.  Bow to me!  For I eldest of five will not lose this years' battle of the mustache.  

  It is a birthright in the Peltier family to grow the fur that we refer to as our beautiful mustache.  Passed down from John to Chuck to Joseph to Tom to Stephen and now to I, Francis.  It is not yet time for myself to pass the torch to Daniel and James.  For first, these two puberty challenged individuals must prove that they have what it takes to grow a real, live mustache.  Dream on youngsters.  You have much to prove before you move up to the heavyweight division.

 

Mustache Contest

This month, we are thankful for facial hair; on Thanksgiving day we honor the mustache. Francis, Daniel and I are having a contest. Last year I pulled off the upset and fashioned a fumanchu. I recently tailored another Fumanchu, but I want to broaden my horizon this year as sources tell me that Franny Cakes is training very hard.

Hello World

This is just the first blog, the beginning of something great, and just one step towards taking over the internets. I, James, am the youngest of we three brothers. Francis--the carpenter--is the eldest and his life parallels Jesus. Daniel, the middle, is a teacher and may be the next Socrates. We have sisters, but come on this is America--women don't count. Hopefully this site will be an opportunity for the world to delve into the most creative minds in the world. More importantly, it will be a chance for all you wannabes to copy greatness.