The entire world was blurry in 1968. The Root Beer Chevy and the Banana-Flavored Honda Mini-Trail. We used to put amyl acetate in the Honda's gas tank, and the exhaust smelled like bananas. Man, I'm glad someone like me doesn't live in my neighborhood now.

Oh, make it stop.

Me and my fave cuz Susan. I always had that dopey grin around Susan - and everyone else, for that matter. Still do.

Some well-meaning photo-yutz gave me brown eyes

Poster boy for the National Beef Board, ca 1964 I was bulking up for varsity band.

 

W.H. Simpson and Ada - I think I hypnotized them

Nicky Spero and me

While others in the room discuss politics, I seem to have attached a broom to my head - I wore it to my draft physical. I don't know what happened to the dog.   Whoa

What carpenters do when it rains....nothing. ca 1973 - that's not Elbo-Roni on the floor - it's Harvest Gold shag.

I'm not sure I was even present for this photograph. 1972 Better living through Chemistry.

So many jokes, so little time.

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