Wednesday, August 30, 2006
I keep these photos of myself (circa 1985) in a little basket on my bureau, and every now and then I come across them as I'm looking for something else. I'm usually instantly transported back in time, and depending on my mood, get all nostalgic or think, "Man, was I ever young then!"
I post them for you here now, just so you know that I did indeed have a crazy haircut (unfortunately I never documented the bright red mohawk), had sharp metal studs on my clothes, and was a little on the moody side. I gave the jacket to the Sally Ann several years ago, I hope that some angsty young teen treasures it now.
I could go on about the time Dee Dee Ramone asked me for a valium, or the drunk-out-of-my head punk rock dancing at Luxury Bob's, but maybe I'll save it for the TV movie.
I'm off this weekend to Seattle, to go to Bumbershoot, see the New Pornographers and Dengue Fever, and hopefully meet the Yarnharlot, who is part of a panel discussion on the Home Ec Revolution.
There's nothing like fun for a good time!