Now, I don’t mean to pick on her, but this is the second time she’s had to answer this question. And after the last disaster, she’s had more than enough time to come up with (or be coached to say) something smart. I’ve voted for McCain TWICE before. But I’m be afraid to vote for him with Palin as his running mate. The idea of her as president just scares the bajeezus out of me now.
I’ve been busy. Yeah, you know, how it is. Work, work, work. Am I on a car phone? Yeah, how’d you know? Just got it installed this week. Yeah, I know NOBODY’S got one yet, but I’m just totally bleeding edge like that. Seriously, it’ll be THE hot shit in like 15 years. Oh hey, I’ve gotta go, the light has changed and this guy behind me is honking and screaming something about a “brother trucker.” Later, man!
In many places, teachers and students are headed back to school this week. That means no more horsing around outside with the kiddie pool. These shots were taken in Kansas, probably in 1983. By my uncle, I think.
However, or whenever they happened, I just love them.
So here’s more proof that the photography bug bit me pretty early. Also, check out the socks!
And I’m surprised I was able to match these up, but here’s the corresponding shot from my camera:
90% of my memories of Granny look like this. I’m starting to wonder how much of my life was spent standing on the front porch of the farm getting my picture taken. The only real difference between this and most of the other instances is that she wasn’t using her Polaroid. Maybe this was Mom’s camera.
