You look good all hairy and laughing.

That's quite the chair in the first picture jon! And that doesn't address the other shenanigans that are afoot...A couple of these look like they were a few years back?

These were all circa 1995-96, when I was a broke-ass bookstore clerk. In the first pic, my friend Patrick the Sci-Fi Guy had just done a drunken James Brown imitation to music on the stereo and I was flying on about 11 different herbs and spices. The chair was in the house of psycho co-worker who once called us up to come resue her from the house of her doper boyfriend down in the projects in the South End.

The second was actually in 2001, the handsome swain next to me is Rob The Cop, although he was just Rob The Paramedic then, the pic was taken at Fox's Sherron Inn, the last great dive bar in Miami.

The third pic was taken in my first fleabag apartment. We had randy Latino neighbors next door who would bang the headboard against the wall and yell "ay, Rrrramon," loudly. below us was a couple who would fight loudly all the time. The husband would throw rocks at the window and scream "let me in, bitch!"

New York's quite the city, eh?

That was in Bridgeport, rich. New York's even weirder. Either that or I'm simply a weird magnet.

You know, I never saw your eyebrows before I saw your beard in this picture. Fuckin' A, bro, you're a man of many faces. Y'ever think of undercover work -- CIA, police, even just a stoolie, man -- you'd be like the Unknown Soldier, dude.

I think you might have hit on it with that whole "weird magnet" thing. There's worse things, you'll never lead a dull life jon.

If the 25-year-old me had seen the 25-year-old you, then, well, let's just say there would have been fireworks (although I was really skinny then so I don't know if they would have been mutual).

P.S. I thought Rob the Cop was Henry Rollins.

tilda, while I like big girls, I like the slim ones, too. I just like girls, dammit.

Also, since I'm rifling through the hard drive today, here's some slightly more recent ones (like 3 years ago):

me sipping beer in a weird bar in midtown

throwin up signs for the 'hood

improvised subway art

ridin' da choo-choo

my famous autograph jacket (it's a army surplus field jacket I bought at 15. At that point it had been signed by Lars Ulrich, Jason Newstead, david Foster Wallace, & Douglas Coupland. Since then sigs from Kinky Friedman, Ratso Sloman and Chinga Chavin have been added. It also holds paint stains from the Main Street 7 train stop. And of course it can never be washed.

Flickr wants me to sign in to see your pics.

Strangely, I am signed in already.

oh wait used the wrong links, let's try again:

me sipping beer in a weird bar in midtown

throwin up signs for the 'hood

improvised subway art

ridin' da choo-choo

my famous autograph jacket

How old are those pics, jon? For some reason, you look really different.

The ones at the top where I'm bearded are from the mid 90's. The one with me and rob the cop is from 2001. The last set is from 2003.

while I like big girls, I like the slim ones, too.

Woo hoo!

I like men short and stacked, or fairly tall and extra skinny. Girls, hard to define, it's a quality thing.

Weird bar. That's the new Siberia on 40th, no? The friendliest street.

Yep. But I've only been there once or twice.

also, this is my favorite NYC shot. I've been told that it looks like 'and album cover waiting to happen.'

Jon, I've prolly said it before, but that photo reminds me of the video for the Stones' Waitin On a Friend. I like it.

this is my favorite NYC shot

Dude, that chick is totally checking you out.

she's checkin' out my buddy. not me. he is the black hole of human attention, trust me.

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