Like Son, Like Father
I think our 4-year-old gets it from his father. You might recognize the squinty-eyed pose from Little Big Man — he's "breathing through his eyes." If there was a voice-over with this photo you'd hear D saying, "That was the end of my religion period. I ain't sung a hymn in a hundred and four years."
Click here to see a larger version of the photo at Flickr.
And, for a little more bowler fun check out Bitter Betty's cool Magritte-esque photo.
Click here to see a larger version of the photo at Flickr.
And, for a little more bowler fun check out Bitter Betty's cool Magritte-esque photo.
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6 Comments:
You guys sure are having a lot of fun over there at your place.
I think it's your turn next.
There is a bit of the spittin' image, chip off the old block thing going on. Glad I clicked on the link! I was thinking 'Little Man Tate'! Haven't seen that one.
Squinty eyes. I know that look.
Your guy is awesome! You can see his sense of humor shining out of that squint. :)
I love this series of film strip pictures. I agree, it should be you next.
Here is an instant message conversation I had with Ben about these pictures:
Ben: Aww, he's ALL beardy.
me: And squinty
Ben: How exactly does someone navigate that stuff when kissing?
me: Unknown. Wait. They have kids; they don't kiss.
Ben: S'troo.
I know that the "humor" I share with Ben is fairly impenetrable to others, but I thought this was funny.
hummm, I am thinking he has got a toulouse -latrec vibe going, must be spillover from BB's magritte photo...
or maybe youse guys down Santa Cruz way are channeling famous but deceased french masters. I am hoping for some Paul Ganguin/Tahiti action up this way myself.
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