Unfinished self-portrait when I was in my awkward “I Want To Be Michael From ‘The Lost Boys’ Phase.”
La Habana, Cuba (2008)
Despite yeoman’s efforts, I’ll never be able to grow a decent mustache.
It’s not even a good Donut Cop Mustache.
Vienna, Virginia (2015)
From FB:
“Just picked up my new Bump-in-the-Night Contingency Device.”
“The Gambler”
From FB:
“When I was around 7 and we were living in Omaha this song came out and my brothers and I would all go to sleep in our bunk beds singing the lyrics to each other except making it about a man who had to fart and poop instead of gamble.
Sample lyrics:
“You got to know when to hold it. Know when to poot it. Know when to walk to the toilet. Know when to run…”
We thought we were hysterical.”