Because I love y’all, I’m going to show you what a dork I can be.

My father-in-law shot some candid photos while he was in town. As usual, he caught me at my best. Typically he catches me with a fork midway to my piehole. This time, though, he caught me channelling a variety of celebrities.

In this one, I’m getting in touch with my inner Marlo Thomas. This is the face of a woman whose son just graduated from high school. That, my friends, is the look of relief.

 

 

 

 

Here I am, reliving my days as front man for Black Sabbath.

C’mon, everyone has an inner Ozzy.

This has been my photo pose with the boy, lately. There’s another one like this from his last marching band concert. I don’t know what gets into me.

Maybe this is more of a Gene Simmons move. I don’t know. I grew up on Madonna and Cyndi Lauper. The heavy metal stuff didn’t kick in until I was WAY too old.

 

 

 All I gotta say is Cher’s got nothing on me. Just picture a giant, ridiculous Bob Mackie headress with feathers and beads on my head and you’ll see it.

So of course, my father-in-law didn’t send a single good picture of me.

And now you know why, in most cases, I use an avatar instead of a photo. I just can’t seem to play it straight.

 

Which one’s your favorite?

 

 

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