My Dad has been digitizing some of our old family albums and uploading them to Flickr, making feature videos, being one of those creative types. When I came across this photo I exclaimed to SML, This seems important! I think it might be how brilliantly white my hair is, or the fact that my ribbed t-shirt is so colorful, but either way all I can think when I see this photo is, BEHOLD: THE BEGINNING OF MY EXCELLENT STYLE.
How didnt I become the next Andy Warhol?
But since we're looking back, why dont we talk about that move to Boston? Last summer? When SML was going to go back to school, something along the lines of a Ph.D?
It never happened.
INTERNET: It was a confusing period of time because I dont think either of us really knew what we wanted to do, where to live, or who to be. Its not our fault; these things happen. Long story short, SML accepted a job with a publishing company and I went to work for a technology incubator, and...it works.
It feels good to get that off my chest. This blog may now continue!