It occurs to me that I talk with...converse is maybe a better word...with lots of people here on Blogger on a regular basis, and I don't know what they look like. Well, some have pictures of themselves here, but for the most part, they have symbols. And, of course, nor do I---no, I am not really a roach...physically, that is. Way back on Journal Space, I had my photo posted for a while, and then decided it was just too...something...id(me)(ish)? But, I've decided to share an image of me, once again. Don't feel that you need to reciprocate, unless you are female, and the photo is dans le nu (butt naked).
Anyway here I am:
Oops, no that's the "Beav" me, at eight. Cute little devil, wasn't I? WASN'T I??
I know, what you want is the manly, manly me of today. But I refuse to take off my clothes, so we'll have to compromise with a bust shot---don't go there, Punch. What that means to you non-artsy media types is, a head shot---AND, definitely don't go THERE, ANYBODY.
Here I am, all grown up and in my Sunday stay-home-from-church outfit. It was given to me by my mother-in-law, and maybe now you can understand why I have a contract out on her. Nevertheless, the clothes do not make the man. And I think you can see why my wife does not want me to go to church with her.
You'll have to agree that I've aged well.
Cute big devil, aren't I.
18 comments:
Aunt Bea, is that you? LOL. Thank for the much-needed chuckle, you handsome dog, you. HUGS!
Now I remember why i stopped going to church.
Say? Didn't Alice Cooper write a song where he dressed like that to go to church and the Rev Smedly made him? Are you really Alice?
X---You always make me feel good about my chuckleness :)
Punch---Why do you insist on revealing who I am. Damn! What gave me away? The nose?
Welcome to My Nightmare, pal.
You were a very cute wee lad at 8!
I fear the more recently acquired bulbous nose and excess eyebrow hair (not to mention the quirky fashion sense) could be indicators of early onset bonehead syndrome - get help. Fast.
Lou---I weed a lot.
You should have seen it before I photoshopped out the ear hair.
I did get help from an online Doctor of Shrink. He recommended that I move to Oz, where I would fit right in. Is this true?
I have posted way too many photos of myself over the years. When I take the definitive self portrait, I'll stop :-)
Doug---you are one of the few whose face is familiar...beside Punch...who is scary...believe me.
Yes, you were (probably still are) adorable! I must admit a bit of curiosity of the here and now you though.
I'm waiting to capture the definitive as well Doug... I get to practice this week - another year is gone - or is it beginning?
WTF? I left a comment here a couple of hours ago - did you delete me jadadj? Or perhaps the comment didn't 'take' and I didn't notice.
Anyway -
I think you were a very cute wee lad. Not so sure about the look you later adopted though - the bulbous nose, excess eyebrow hair and quirky fashion sense seem to owe more to Austin Powers??
You covered up the part I liked the best, the freckles!
O(I can never find that little thingy on my keyboard after your O)---You too are one of the few, as is Doug, that I know what you look like. Actually, I used to have my photo mixed with the roaches, but removed it. The roaches were far nicer to look at.
Years have gone out of my vocabulary. I now speak in decades.
Lou---no shit, WTF...you not only left a comment, I responded to it. I would never delete anyone's comment, especially yours. I don't have a clue as to what happened.
You said, I needed professional help, now...regards the new look. I responded with, I got help from an online Doctor of Whatshappeningnow Shrinkage. His solution to my appearance was, I should move to Oz, where I wouldn't feel so out of place. Is that true?
Fancy---the freckles melded and became one great big dot...in the middle of my face. Hence the disguise.
You have beautiful eyes!
Kate---The glasses enhance them, don't you think?
Kate---Thank you :)
Great teeth! Do you still have that space between the two front ones?
Dedene---Well, due to the meth, there are no front teeth. But, my dental bill has been reduced drastically.
I can always spot a Marxist. Even a Grouch(0)-y one.
intell---It's a Common face...undistinguished in the crowded Masses. (sorry, best I could do with only one cup of coffee)
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