A few more

You know, a lot of the pictures that I have scattered in various folders across my hard drives seem to be pictures of women. I wonder how that happened.

Here’s one from a decade ago or so, where you see my roommate Sarah (a.k.a. “Mick”), wearing the very same hat that Keith McPhee was wearing at our poker game a few weeks ago, and my old pal Allison (who is also probably a PhD by now) reclining on that horrible life-sucking couch. I do miss that house a little bit, although I am very, very happy not to have to put up with the noise of the student ghetto every night.

Here’s another of approximately the same vintage. Here we see the lovely and talented Emma Bull, and the frankly fabulous Lorraine Garland. This was a concert/birthday party as I recall (tiara on the birthday girl, of course), but it shall forever be marked in my memory as The Night Of The Two Tubas. “Two tubas, aye, two tubas are magic.”

(As an aside, I’ve got another shot from that night showing Will looking very hairy. He doesn’t get his picture posted though since A) Emma is much better looking, and B) I seem to recall him getting me into trouble that night by starting a “let’s make fun of Scientology” discussion with me, while we were sitting at a table with someone he knew to be a Scientologist. I didn’t know this person was a Scientologist, and I was staying at their house that night, and the fact that I went after old L. Ron with both barrels did later make things a little sticky for me. Pretty funny in retrospect, though.)

Oh, and I have to post this one:

I know how it looks, but this photo is the punchline to a complicated story about me being a completely gormless dunderhead. It’s a funny story, and I’ll tell it to you sometime–it makes me look like an idiot, but I tell it well, I think.