The Oldest Picture In My Camera
I don’t know what prompted me to take this picture, but there it was, hiding in a dark alcove on my camera’s memory card, stamped with a date of 02/23/09. Perhaps I was going to make a subtle yet effective parallel between the substandard educational system and the dearth of viable political candidates in recent elections. Or perhaps this gentleman simply reminded me of my hippie sister who lives in San Francisco and her disconcerting habit of pulling out her hair and eating it.
Regardless, whatever urge that prompted me to grab my camera and take a picture of this fellow has long since slipped from my mind. Yet here it remains, forever taunting me:
You, sir, are one sexy beast. Don’t ever let anyone tell you differently.



