The following take place along a finger lake in New York I can't be bothered to remember how to spell at a small family picnic last year. They chronical the (hardly) fascinating failed effort on my sister's part to capture a nice, decent photo of me before I left to college.
Me (unawares) chewing a twig...
Me laughing after thinking about what the above might have looked like. Of course she had just taken another picture... (and yes my teeth are that yellow, I think my enamel is yellow.) While I don't think it is all that bad or anything, the inclusion of the tongue (I was spitting out the twig while laughing) makes it poor for a nice framed picture if you know what I'm getting at.
Then my sister insisted I pose looking normal, no chewing twigs or anything. So I did. Of course it had to be blurry...
So she got me to pose one more time, which came out better but is kind of weird and creeps me out just the slightest bit. Oh well, I suppose I am simply not very photogenic. Or maybe my sister simply had bad luck that day. I don't know.
I could have simply not bothered, but I felt sharing this eventfull story would richen the lives of all who see this post. The fact I have few pictures of myself in any format besides these wouldn't have anything to do with anything. Really.
(crosses fingers and hopes the hosting does not fail...)