I’m one of those guys that likes to make lasting impression.  It’s the main reason for my lack of tact and complete disregard for prudence.  Talk of coat hanger abortions, dead hookers, and pants that smell like horseback rides are all part of making my image last.  As much as I love storytelling, I have to admit that the effort I spend lodging myself deep within you is multidimensional.  One of my favorite memory makers is pictures.  In this digital day and age, everyone wants to capture memories 377 KB at a time.  Pictures are just as easy to delete as they are to frame bedside.

But making a great picture takes time and coordination; all skills that I possess and everyone else lacks.  So, when the perfect moment needs to be captured who, you may ask, do people turn to for the best snapshots?  Well, me, of course.  But it’s more than that.  I am the two-for-one guy.  In an attempt to forever captivate the attention of any person, I will shoot a picture of that person and then one of me.   If that person feels the need to delete my photo, I will sneak into the background/foreground of a carefully orchestrated scene.  Here are a few times when I wasn’t deleted from other people’s cameras (thanks for the memories)…

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