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I know this comes at a strange time, but most of my greatest revelations are like that. I was looking over my blog today and couldn't help noticing my faded old picture of me at least two years ago (I've aged since then, believe me) wearing my brown sport jacket, looking rather dapper, If I do say so myself.
I also began to realize that I must find a new picture to post. Problem is, I can't seem to find a camera that works right. If you notice in my profile picture that the lower part of my chin seems to be rather shortened, or missing even, that's the camera's fault. And, while I'm on the subject, that same camera seems to have made my nose appear rather large, I mean, it's really out there.
I know I don't look like that in real life. When I look at myself in the bathroom mirror first thing in the morning, I see someone more like that guy who played Jason Bourne in the Bourne series. What was his name anyway? I think it was Matt somebody.
Of course, in real life, I go back to looking alot more like my profile picture when I turn on the light.
I promise to update my profile picture soon with something a little more up-to-date. And I will, as soon as I can find a camera that takes better pictures, maybe something with built-in retouching.
I only have one current picture that I could post right now though, but it doesn't show my face. Unfortunately, it's a candid shot of me sneaking a late night snack. I'm standing naked, stretching to reach into a high cabinet in search of some cheese puffs. But, of course, the same camera was used to take this picture as all the others, and it has somehow distorted my butt to appear larger than it should.