A couple of years ago the family went on our annual beach trip in which we share a house with three other families.  I was informed by the multitude of children that I bear an uncanny resemblance to one of the Wiggles.  My kids being past the Sesame Street age I had no idea what they were talking about, so they tuned into the Wiggles one morning and showed me.  Then they dubbed me "Mr. Wiggles" (please, no sophomoric comments) which has stuck with me through subsequent beach trips.

My self confidence was shot for the week (let’s just say the Wiggles aren’t what I’d call manly men) and that’s not a good thing when you’re at the beach.  Anyway I didn’t see the resemblance then, and I certainly don’t see it today.  In fact I’ve blocked out the whole thing to the point that I can’t even remember which one I’m supposed to look like.

After reading this little piece I might need to reconsider my position.  Those, uh, men are pulling down some serious change.  If the one I look like ever decides to quit or gets hit by a bus I’d have to seriously consider auditioning although it might involve taking serious doses of estrogen.

Final thing: Feel free to vote on which one you think I look like.  Here’s some pictures for comparison…I’m the first one.  You can click on the pictures to see a larger version if you need to.