I was at my parents' house tonight and I found an old photo album. It was chock-full of pictures of my childhood, which in retrospect doesn't look all that different from the present. Let's have a look, shall we?
The Mug Shot
Once upon a time, my uncle was a sheriff. He gave my brothers and I a tour of the county jail, took our finger prints, our pictures, and even locked us up in a cell for a while... all in good fun. Little did I know how familiar this process would become.
Check out the stylin' 80's nylon ski jacket.