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Hi.

I’m joining the growing club of modern gentlemen who believe in the virtues of fine moustachery, immaculate grooming and growing a moustache for Movember. I am looking for like-minded ladies and gentlemen to join my team to change the face of men’s health.

Movember is about raising funds and awareness for men’s health, specifically cancer affecting men, because:

·     1 in 2 men will be diagnosed with cancer in his lifetime, 1 in 3 women will be

·     A man is 35% more likely to be diagnosed with prostate cancer than a woman is to be diagnosed with breast cancer

·     1 in 6 men will be diagnosed with prostate cancer during their lifetime

·     A man dies of prostate cancer every 16 minutes

It’s time we did something about this.

The more people I can get on board, the more lives we can impact. I am asking you to join my team and either grow a moustache as a Mo Bro, or join as a Mo Sista to help recruit other gentlemen.

To join my Movember team go to http://us.movember.com/register/117874 and follow the steps.

Once registered you’ll be sent all the information you need to raise funds and start growing as part of my Movember team.

If you’re interested in learning more about the work that is being carried out as a result of Movember funds, feel free to read the details at http://us.movemberfoundation.com/research-and-programs.

I hope you join me to change the face of men’s health.

Vincent LoGreco

Wow it’s been since March when I last updated this blog. Sorry if anyone actually reads this. Now onto why I’m writing.

I think in words.
I had a friend once who told me that he thinks in pictures and images. He is very articulate with how he speaks and I believe he speaks several languages.
I on the other hand think in words. My brain is like a room of voices speaking. I see pictures in my minds eye as well, but not representing any words. Words are just words in my brain. Yet I am an artist. In fact a cartoonist. I tell stories with pictures that I draw from (for the most part) my mind. I make paintings and take photographs. I draw.
When I write my comics, I write them out first in a script format. I think of the words first and don’t really think about the pictures until it’s time to draw. To me it’s all about the words. In fact as I draw I think with words about what I’m drawing.
To draw Billy I think to myself: Nose, Circle circle, eyes, forehead, mouth/smile, hair curl hair curl hair curl, glasses, shirt.
Or if I’m drawing a car, I think about the tires, the hubcaps, the fenders , the turn signal.
When learning about the art of creating art, one is taught to forget what an object is, but to describe it with your medium. Like that’s not a hubcap, but a lighter shade of grey. I could never do that. To me it is always a hubcap. It is impossible for me to think with pictures. For me it’s always about the words.

I think this is one reason why I will only ever know how to speak English fluently. Without the pictures in my minds eye, I can’t find anything else to help translate English to anything else.

Ahoy folks!

I am back to writing my journal again after a hiatus. I hope you enjoyed that little bit on cats that I wrote. It was originally a post on a food friends Facebook page when he asked if his cat was plotting to kill him.

Another reason why I am writing again is because this month I am going to tackle the entire Art of Manliness 30 day challenge. I am already off to a rocky start as I have not done task one or two and as of 20 minutes ago, it is now day three. But I will do them. I want to do all thirty and get that feeling of aconplishment. So I will be posting the results here on the journal.

I don’t know if anyone actually reads this journal, but it gives me a feeling of releasing thoughts from my brain. If anyone of you non existant folks follow me on Twitter then you know what crazy stuff happened since my last entry. In mid December the office I work in had caught on fire and all the employees displaced. The most important people in the company, the folks who brought in the money were rushed off to a underground bunker to keep working. I feel the dust has finally settled and all the workers are split between two temporary office on either side of the river near Valley Forge while the old office is renovated. I still don’t have a computer or phone, but I do have my iBook that I brought from home to get work done on. Work os also picking up; I have been the busiest this week since before the fire.

Well it is past midnight and the cat has got off my lap so I will now go to sleep.

Good night.