Face Scan

Please believe me when I say that I am extremely aware of just how many photos of myself are featured on this here blog. There're WAY too many, for sure. However, I have a feeling my mother and maybe even my sister check this blog from time to time, and since I have almost no F-book presence, I figure photos of myself in the here & now may keep 'em coming back.

Today at work, in an effort to make a student laugh (it worked, by the way), I scanned my face. I post it here now because the image is actually kind of interesting. I sort of dig how it's hyper focused and super blurred at the same time. My gray hair is coming in NICE. And the beard just looks gross.

Yesterday, I stopped by Darren and Kathy's house, and I spotted a photo above their fireplace taken at their wedding; it was a shot of Darren and some of his closest friends, with Erik and me right up front. It's a great photo, but MAN, I looked like a baby. It was a tough pill to swallow ... seeing how much I've aged in 12 years. Now, I'm not sad about it or anything. Hell, I like myself a lot more now than I ever did before. It's just personally fascinating to see how much a face can change. And 40's right around the corner.