I've discovered a disturbing phenomenon today: when being photographed I need to find a new pose and must remember to smile. Below are two photos taken very recently. On the left is Joey and I taken last Sunday. I was a very happy camper in the photo (Must have had something to do with who I was standing next to?) and yet, I don't look it. Then, below that, a picture of Dax, Derik, and I taken last month during the Threepenny run. Almost the same position and I look like I'm having the worst time possible. Ack! This must change. As Dax told me today, I need to show some toothy smiles from now on... thanks for telling me now and not earlier Dax! :p
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