some very old photos of myself.
Here's my punk phase. (Circa 1990)
Notice my astonishingly cluttered bedroom. This my was first "basement bedroom" and as with most kids, the beginning of my "freedom" and self-expression. The basement was perfect for sneaking out of the house at night. Lots of good times were had in that room. I wish I could re-live this time in my life. In the picture above, I am wearing my the my grandfather's suit jacket. He ended up being buried in it a year later. I loved that jacket...
Too bad it wasn't true.
It's kinda crazy, but I remember at this time
in my life thinking that I was so fat.