I was expecting what happened 4 years ago when I got stuck with a photographer that was one of those creepy women that want everyone to smile. There was an argument and I had to get kind of nasty with her.
This year was different. It was a guy that took the picture and he was really quite helpful. Before he even took the picture he pointed out that I didn't have to take it today and that he had a sister that did makeup for a theater group.
"Want a nice, open sore or a couple of bruises? She'll fix you up. Hell, she can even make you up in drag!"
I told him we could just go with what we had and he was very helpful.
As I was sitting there scowling he said, "Raise your right eye a bit like you're getting ready to slice my face up with a box cutter."
I did. Click. and the picture came out fine.
Too bad there are not more helpful people like that working for governmental agencies. It is a joy to find people that helpful.
This has been going on since 1982 and if I am still up and running in 2018 maybe I'll take him up on his offer and have his sister set me up in drag.
I once heard a cop opine that the sign of a beautiful woman is one that looks good on her driver's license photo.
Truth is everyone looks like a criminal on their driver's license. Half the fun is making it look like you're some serious dangerous hatchet murderer instead of some nerdy little dweeb that got busted for shoplifting a three dollar item.
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