Childhood trauma - Image #1

I came across this photo while searching for "scared" images.

It reminded me of my own personal Department Store Santa traumas (there were more than one). I feel the pain of the youngest in the green coat. "Mommmmmm! Get me outta here!"

More on that later - I've got a pile of work today. For now, I'll just share:

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Brilliance

Just thought I'd put in a plug for Gallery of the Absurd. One of the funniest blogs ever. Sheer genius!

Here is the artist 14's rendering of Britney Spears:

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Random observations

I recently had the unsettling experience of having four separate people tell me I look like Katie Couric. This is disturbing on several levels:

I am not cheerful.
I am not perky.
I have lips.
Katie Couric has zero sex appeal.
I don't like Katie Couric.

When I was younger I used to get "You look like Carly Simon."
Now Carly Simon back in the day had mondo lips and sex appeal. She was an artist. Married to James Taylor when he was uber-handsome and singing songs like, "Hey baby, I'm your Candyman." She used to pose provocatively in skimpy outfits for her album covers. Guys I knew used to drool over her. So I always kind of liked the comparison.

Have I somehow morphed from sexy lush-lipped singer/songwriter to annoying thin lipped tv puff-journalist? And if so, how did this happen?

Hey you know, Carly still looks pretty good. Her current husband bears more than a passing resemblance to James Taylor, though.

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