Back to my old tricks again of not updating I see   Let’s just blame it on me being in mourning over the outrage of Kris Allen being the american idol.  What a sham.  Of course, it didn’t help that I tried to cast my votes via texting (all 20 of them)… turns out, you need an AT&T phone.  stupid verizon.  or stupid jason.  yeah, stupid jason.

anyways, last weekend the dance studio had it’s photo shoot.  Where all the kids and adults play dressup before recital.  Now, me exercising my creative control, am not in said recital in any way, shape, or form.  However, that did not save me from being forced into pictures.

Normally, I consider myself photogenic.  until now.  I had to get a headshot done.  one of those professional kinda deals… where you’re supposed to send it out as an out-of-work actor trying to land a gig.  Let’s put it this way… I take terrible, and I do mean TERRIBLE, headshots.  something about just my shoulders up makes me look foreign. 

I kid you not, before I embarass myself and you take a peek below (oops, you already glanced didn’t you?!), he took about 2 dozen photographs… and this, THIS, horrible awful alien looking photo was the best.  How sad is it my creme de la creme photo was a semi-smirk with one eye squinting a bit, making the other look like a fisheye.  and my forehead… need I say anymore?

yeah, ohhhhhh lawwwwwwd.  And before you ask, why didn’t I smile… i did for like half the photos.  and they were even worse I tell ya!  thankfully the other 23 will forever be buried on the master cd, never to see the light of day, unless brandee or kristie purchase them.  pray for me.

And speaking of kristie, we decided to take a “prom” photo together for your amusement.  It’s ok boys (and I guess some girls), feel free to right-click and save to your computer, then photoshop your head in place of mine, and go brag to all your friends.  enjoy:

and last but not least in show & tell is the wonderful staff/faculty of JAMZ.  well, at least half of them that work there, or still work there I guess.  How about one serious photo followed by two gangsta sign flashin’ photos:

peace out.  and word to your dachshund (gotta mix out the shouts every now and then… yo).

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