Thursday, October 26, 2006

Well aged, like a pumpkin still on your porch in mid-November...

You know what I mean... a little desiccated, a little sad, but it had such promise until recently!


Okay, just kidding. But, seriously, I do need a facial like nobody's business. My skin could be used for sandpaper. If I win the lottery, I'm heading for my favorite little day spa.

Right after I cure cancer and achieve world peace, of course.

But I digress, as usual...

I've scanned in a few photos from the distant past. Back when I was a natural blonde.

I was born on the day after Halloween, 1965. Before seatbelts were mandatory. Before most people had color TVs. Before the moon landing. That's how I used to judge people's age: "Were you born before or after the moon landing?" Now, my point of determination is "Were you born before or after Star Wars?" (And I mean real Star Wars. 1977 Star Wars. Unedited to death by George Lucas 1977 Star Wars.)

Halloween 1966

So, since I will be even longer in the tooth next Wednesday, I offer you these images. Yeah, some of them are crooked. I just threw them in the scanner without taping them in place on the cardboard - I discovered that tape applied lightly to the backs of old photos still manages to tear them. Grrr.

Mom and me, Succasunna, New Jersey, 1965. (Yes, the name of the town is "Succasunna." Insert your own dirty joke here.)


No wonder I have had a lifelong Imelda Marcos-like fascination with shoes! (Except mine are all comfortable.)


Mom and me, Sandy Hook, New Jersey, 1966. Clearly this was before medical waste and needles became de rigeur for Jersey beaches...


My ability to sleep just about anywhere served me well during my years in the Soviet Union... This is in a car. Imagine driving around with your toddler on top of a cooler in a station wagon these days. We were tougher back then. Our playground equipment was built over cement.

If you have a kid or two (or five!) - or you are just a big kid at heart, I hope you have a very Happy Halloween, indeed. I'll be wearing my devil horns to work on Tuesday. There are some who have had to deal with me on some projects who probably think I wear them all year 'round...

Wait, wait, wait... it is Halloween after all. I can't leave you without something truly scary. Try this on for size: the horrors of junior high school amplified by the world's single worst haircut ever. I cannot believe anyone let me leave the house with this on my head. I'm warning you - this may scar you for life...
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Ready?

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Here it comes...

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You were warned.






8 comments:

Anonymous said...

Thanks for sharing these. I've had a couple of real off days, you've cheered me up. Esp the bit about Xanadu!
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Heather Meadows said...

LOL, I'm imagining a helicopter landing on that flattop :>

Merujo said...

Glad I could cheer you up, NEO!

And Heather, oh lordy yes - it's a haircut of unnatural proportions!

Scholiast said...

Now that IS scary. I can't do anything remotely as scary with my kids for trick or treating ;) Kidding... And they're not going anyway (it's not (yet) such a big deal over here) - the quads are going to a birthday party and Jakob to football practice :)

The kiddie photos were all adorable, though!

suze said...

oh please...my junior high photo was much scarier. and if i can find it I'll scan it and post it for comparison :P

loved the kiddy pics. happy early birthday!

suze said...

oh please...my junior high photo was much scarier. and if i can find it I'll scan it and post it for comparison :P

loved the kiddy pics. happy early birthday!

Claire said...

Love the crashed out on cooler shot- it looks so comfy! As for the final hair... that's basically what mine will do if I blow dry it. I suppose some concoction of products could be used, but it's just easier to pull it back and let it air dry.

Cyn said...

Weird deju vu looking at your old photos! (Did everyone have those over-patterned curtains?) Anyway, thanks for sharing - very cute! - I'm glad I'm not the only person whose baby photos are black & white.

Blame Leo Sayer for that Jr. High haircut.