More or less this is how I look. Now-a-days I look a little less like K.D. Lang, but you get the picture because there is a picture.
After the show on Sunday a lady told me I had a wonderful face. Old lady thinks I am pretty is a common theme of my work day so it is cool. However, then she elaborated that my face was wonderful because I could contort it like some sort of wet wash rag of wrinkles. I told her my father was actually a giant piece of silly putty and was on my way.
I almost broke my toe kicking a chair across a patio/room. inanimate objects beware when I am near.
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