First impression shouldn’t be in photos

Ah, well, I am not thinking about this because of the photo below, but in reference to some man’s picture I saw on Flickr. It just popped up; I don’t know who he is, if he is nice, kind, smart, funny or a serial killer. He’s an elderly man and his smile consists of basic lips open in a small circle with the sides of the smile upturned lines. You can see teeth in the circle – the two front ones and parts of the ones on each side.  They weren’t part of a typical smile arc; they looked as if they were a knob protruding from the middle of the curve of his upper teeth.

Of course, these are not nice thoughts – but it’s what came to mind. Knowing nothing about him, I will think of him as “Knob Mouth” which certainly says something about me.

I should have kept this secret.

7:04 am . . . and so dark

It is pitch black outside. I am here with the only light in the room being the laptop display, my Thomas Bickle light and, of course, this little light of mine. Good gracious, it is not looking the slightest bit lighter . . . no hint of daylight. Is the the morning the sun didn’t come up? Am I finally in a reality Doomsday show? To tell you the truth, it is a bit nerve-racking.

Well, heck, sunrise this morning is 8:11. How did that happen without me noticing? Oh, wait, we are on Eastern Daylight Time even though it is almost November.

9:23 am

Okay, I’ve taken myself in hand and made it to the kind of morning that actually has light in it. And that made it possible to take a picture of what Der Bingle brought me from the airport.

It’s always nice to have people think of you . . .