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June 24, 2005 at 07:28 AM | Permalink
Yes, but then you only get the top half of the picture.
June 24, 2005 at 11:17 AM
I can scroll it down.
June 24, 2005 at 11:32 AM
And I'm not Brad Pitt. A co-worker says I resmeble Donny Osmond. ???
She claims she doesn't hate me...
June 24, 2005 at 11:33 AM
June 24, 2005 at 12:15 PM
The man is wired! I'm really worried about the fetal position, though. We could at least pitch in and get the guy a desk, dontcha think?
June 24, 2005 at 01:00 PM
The movie star comparison I draw most now is the gay sound guy from Boogie Nights. That's a real ego booster.
Rob B. |
June 24, 2005 at 01:24 PM
Hey - I just thought it would make ya'll laugh! Jake, it's from '98 Telluride Magazine (strictly small potatoes) and since then I've gone almost totally white. Hood's right about the shirt. You realize what this means, don't you. Now EVERYONE has to submit a mugshot! And Diana, that's not a fetal position, it's to facilitate a long, forceful spanking. . .
June 24, 2005 at 01:34 PM
Nice article "Jonathan" [wink-wink]. Looks like your buddies over at Langley actually put their heads together and got creative with this cover story. Hell, the most interesting one I ever got back in the day was "Joseph Smith, 34, Fertilizer Salesman from Los Banos, California" and they damn sure never worked up any magazine articles to support it.
You must be some high speed, low drag operator to warrant this treatment.
June 24, 2005 at 01:37 PM
Seriously though, you remind me of a younger (and living) Walter Matthau.. Kind of a hippy Walter Matthau with that long hair, but Walt nonetheless..
June 24, 2005 at 02:29 PM
It must be that puckish expression.
June 24, 2005 at 02:50 PM
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