Sunday, July 5, 2009

Forgive us our Press Passes

Been digging through some boxes in the basement (whence the "Victor Jory" drawing and many future posts) and found a couple of hilariously fake press passes my friend Clarence and I made when we were selling Polaroid ID cameras circa 1983, which would make me twenty-one or -two years old in the pictures. In the lower one, particularly, I don't look old enough to shave--no wonder I never got laid. Another co-worker used the camera to make a pretty good driver's license for some high school kid, but (wisely) got cold feet before he delivered the thing.

1 comment:

  1. Oh, yeah...a category I can REALLY relate to--misspent youth...especially since mine is ONGOING...


    Nice portraits! Whaddaya mean, 'no wonder I never got laid'? You were a STUD, dude! Seriously! You think you look I've mentioned, I looked like I was 12 until I was 30. Everybody thinks looking younger is some sort of magic fortune granted, but it never did me any real favors in life. Just one more thing for people to be envious of each other for in this vale of tears.

    Beer tomorrow night? Let me know, give me a call.