Last night, I was sitting alone in the dark in my closet, crying on the floor while looking through old photos, when I realized something……..
I have A LOT of old pictures.
Seriously, I’ve got like 2 big boxes of pictures taken over the years. Most of them are snaps of me with whatever girlfriend I wanted to fucking strangle at the time, but there are some pretty cool ones that I really should start scanning into my PC so I can keep them for all posterity.
Then I thought to myself, “Sexy self, if I’m going to start scanning pictures, I might as well share them with the world!”
So, that’s what I’m gonna do. Every once in a while, I’ll scan a new one in so I can internationally embarrass myself, and maybe even tell a funny picture related story.
So, let’s get started. I already had the pic below scanned in, so let’s start with that, shall we?
I’m honestly not sure about who took this picture. I DO know that it had to be taken around 1996-97, since I am standing in my old apartment.
If I had to guess, I’d say it was closer to 96. Why 96? Because, if you look in the background, you can see some blankets on the pull-out couch. The ONLY reason that I’d ever sleep on my couch, as opposed to the big bed in my bedroom, was if I was about to throttle my fiancé-at-the-time, and she had moved out of that apartment that we shared around New Years Eve 1996, so my guess is that this pic was taken shortly before that.
Plus, I’m dressed in my biker outfit (which really was remarkable since the only bike I’ve ever ridden was a Schwin), and that probably meant that I was pissed off about something, and about to head out to a bar to cause some trouble.
Anyway, as you can see, I’ve been ruggedly handsome for a long time. Probably too long for my own good. I think maybe that it might have started to make me conceited.