So I saw something making the rounds on Twitter the other day where in honor of making it through yet another decade of life, folks are asking others to share pics of themselves from the start of this decade and now. I thought to myself, “Self, this would make an excellent blog post. We should do this.” And so that is what I am doing now.
Then, in my usual tendency to overthink things like this, I wondered if I should try to find more than two pics (the original meme only stipulated two) and if I should try to get them from around the same time of year or throughout the year or whatever. I’ve decided to go with the tried and true method of just winging it.
So, in the spirit of the original thingy, here’s two pics of me. One from July 2010 and one from November 12th. I went with July because I don’t have a lot of good pics of me from 2010.
Clearly the two biggest changes are the amount of grey in my beard and the number of wrinkles on my face. I was fat back then and I’m still fat now. One other big change is the first pic was taken in our townhouse apartment in Ann Arbor where we were living at the time and the other in the basement of my home in Westland. I honestly didn’t think I’d ever manage to purchase a house, but was finally able to stumble my way through the process just before I hit 50.
We lost Melvin in September 2012 and Cuddles graduated to Official SEB Cat with Jasper as the Emergency Backup Cat in the event that Cuddles was unable to fulfill the duties of the position. Today, at 9 and 8 years old, they are quite regal in stature and are doing well.
I don’t know that I’m any wiser than I was 10 years ago, but I’m definitely older and it shows. You can definitely tell that camera technology, particularly in cell phones, has increased significantly in the past decade. The portrait mode effect alone is an impressive development.
Not really sure how to wrap this up. I don’t have any great insights to offer other than “Hey, I’m still on the right side of the grass.” So I’ll wrap up with one last selfie that I took just this morning because I thought the early morning light in the car looked pretty nifty.
I’ve said before that I do appreciate it when the Trumpsters self-identify because it makes it easier to know who to avoid talking to, but you can overdo it:
Dude, we get it. You’re a raging asshole who is apparently willing to risk traffic tickets to tell the world whose dick you’d be more than happy to ride on for a few hours, but you could’ve saved time and money with just a couple of those on your bumper. That’d be all it would take to insure anyone with more than two brain cells to rub together would leave you alone.
Perhaps you should consider taking up a hobby. May I suggest meditation? In a straight-jacket?
One of the things I’ve always wanted to be was that crazy guy who goes overboard decorating his house for Christmas. While driving around this Christmas Eve getting a last minute present for my wonderful wife I happened to pass this perfect example of what I hope to do some day. Check it:
Here’s the front.
And here’s the side view.
Be sure to click to embiggen them! The amazing part is that these aren’t able to capture everything that was there or all the motion that was taking place. It’s a good thing this house is in a more rural area as cars were slowing down and pulling over to the side of the road to get a better look. The congestion would’ve been incredible had this been in town.
Ah, someday my home will be like this. Or perhaps even worse better!
It’s amazing how a change of scenery can affect your attitude. Take Melvin, the Official SEB Cat, and his adventure with moving with us to yet another location. When we moved in with the in-laws he became a lot less vocal than he had been and he developed a tendency to growl at the slightest touch. He never attacked anyone, but he sure was grumpy. I’m sure sharing a house with four other cats after being king of the castle for so long didn’t help.
We’ve been here three weeks now and Melvin joined us a week after we first moved in. He did the usual couple of days of being totally freaked out by every noise he heard and trying to find someplace he could hide, but once he realized he was safe and back to being the only cat in the house he went back to the ways he had when he first came to live with us. Mainly talking up a storm and insisting on being the center of attention. Take the following pictures as an example:
Click to embiggen!
Here he has established himself on the table we’re currently using as a computer desk for our computers in the basement. Annoyed that Anne wants to use her mouse he taps her on the hand as if to say “quit it!”
In this next pic, taken with my cellphone, he makes it clear that it’s time that I stop playing on my computer and start paying attention to him:
In short, he’s back to being king of the castle and the rest of us just live here. Good to have the old Melvin back again.