The Faces Are Everywhere.

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Meet Mr. Can Opener Man. He looks a little frazzled, no? I think he owes the Corkscrew money.

This is me.

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This is the me I'm most familiar with. The shadow me. Kind of a mess. Shifty-eyed. Feeling sad even though I'm in a beautiful place surrounded by light.

Sadie

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This kid is a goofball. She likes to show off her food. We all pretend to be very interested even though, as in this shot, it's just a piece of carrot. Lately she has taken to telling elaborate stories with animated hand gestures and a hilarious (to her) punchline. Every word of it is gibberish to us, but that only makes it more entertaining.

The Beloveds.

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Val and Sadie, my wife and babygirl. I love this photo. These two make me laugh so much. My friend Steve is right: I lead a charmed life.

Providence 2.0

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Here is a skyline shot of the city I love: Providence RI. I have issues with the cityscape in it's current form - there's a hole in the middle of it. I photoshopped the Auckland Skytower into the place I think we should build a signature piece of architecture that sets our city apart. And fills out the hum-drum skyline.

First Post Ever: How Is This Not Narcissism?

I caved. I said I wasn't going to do this. First of all the word "blog" annoys me. It annoys me in the same way that "sport ute" and "slice of 'za" do. But that's just me. My real hang-up with web logging is the element of inherent self-promotion. I can't get over the sense that I'm standing here in the cyber wilderness crying out: "hey everybody, look at me! Hey, hey, guys. Check out my interesting thoughts. Check out my funny observations." But here I am. In the end I guess I just started to feel left out. Too many of my normal (and humble) friends have joined the ranks of blogdom. I heard the water was warm. Besides I have a voice. I wrote a weekly column in my college newspaper. How is this any different? I want to be famous just as much as the next guy. Hey everybody...look at me.