Every picture tells a story don’t it…
Is it me or do some people hate to have their picture taken. It is not that big of a deal. A picture is a quick reminder of what and who we are. Yes I look at myself and say, man did I gain weight or am I really that old.
It is the same thing when we hear ourselves on a voice recorder. Do I sound that Goofy. No. Actually I sound more like a cross between Gomer Pyle and Jethro Bodine. Ah Grasshopper, he is using obsecure referrences to 1960’s TV shows.
Let’s be a little more modern, ok. I sound like Larry the Cable Guy and Chris Rock had a kid. That is a little more upbeat isn’t it.
Anyway I digress, back to the picture taking. I thought I would follow in my picture taking like my brother did and take a picture in the same place over a length of time. The first time it was pretty easy. The second one was a little harder and it really wasn’t the picture I wanted. Holiday Inns started bolting everything down. They even put the remote control on a little tray that was attached to the night stand.
For those of you with me the joke was I was taking pictures from my hotel room. This is how it works. I write things that are - in my mind- funny and you laugh. Actually it is more of me rambling about anything that strikes my fancy. And that is a great cliche.
I will leave on this thought; All right, Mr. Demille, I am ready for my closeup.