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Postcards From Canada

Derek sent me the pictures from my visit up to Vancouver. He claims that the picture below looks more like me than the last one I put up here. I dunno, maybe.

Me, But in Canada!

Don't think I look half bad. Why is it that I just can't stop that James Dean hip-out, hands-in-the-pockets pose when I'm getting my picture taken, though?

Comments (14)

Erik:

Creepy.

gus:

yep you look different from the other picture are you sure its you? :)

Jason:

Creepy? What's so creepy about it?

Totally suits me, though. I'm all studly and shit.

Or something.

^_-

Marc:

I'm gonna vote for the "or something." I think Seattle is turning you into a metrosexual. You're so 90s.

Brian:

Whatever happened to everything Canadian being your sworn bane of existance?

Erik:

I have to go with Marc on this one. That picture does not look like you, or at least my mental image of you. Of course in my mental image you are devouring a small slavic hamlet while calling down the wrath of the Old Ones, but the hair is still all wrong.

Ben:

You're ready for your guest spot on any WB teen drama. Judging by your look, you are the "friend who just arrived from out of town and is sure to cause the Ken & Barbie stars of the show to fight and then make up."

Or maybe not. I don't watch a lot of WB anymore. The Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon Episode of Smallville sorta bummed me out in a general principle kind of way.

Jason:

Metrosexual I'm not. I wear jeans, after all. And don't button my shirt, or tuck it in.

I'm still not 100% used to my shorter hair, which isn't a surprise, but I do like it. It feels comfortable, which is about as "me" as you can get.

I can accept being either a servant of the Old Ones or a WB guest star, though. One is sexy looking, the other is possessed of maddening power. I'll let you guess which is which.

(Speaking of WB guests, though, did anyone besides me catch the surprise appearance of Riki Lindholme on Gilmore Girls on Tuesday, complete with title card?

And yes, Ben, Smallville was insanely disappointing, though I thought the episode started off with a lot of potential. I liked maybe the first half of it, before it got all faux-wuxia.

Jack & Bobby was cool, though I was disappointed at the with the chick's college boyfriend. It's such a formula with these shows to screw with the relationships and have someone cheat on someone else or sneak around behind someone's back or something. I'd really like to see a show where, for just one set of characters, their love life isn't the conflict.)

Ed:

You now look a lot more like everybody else.

Jason:

Only way studlier. Right? Right?

*sigh*

Bekah:

I still don't like the hair.

Jason:

You are almost universally alone in this.

And most importantly, I like it. When I can get it to lay down flat on my head, that is...

Bekah:

Yeah, but I'm also almost the only -female- that posts here. ;-)

Dave says he thinks you look "gay". And/or he agrees with Marc's Metrosexual comment.

Jason:

Jill said she liked it. As did a number of people of the female persuasion who saw it in person. So neener.

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