GPOYW - 2000 Boy Band Edition

Here I am at the ripe age of sixteen, dressed to impress partly in a monkey suit for some unknown school social event.  I cannot remember what this was for, and thankfully I’ve seemingly lost/destroyed the others in this set.

If I could go back in time to give this smiling sap one bit of advice, it’d be this:

“Fuck Wild Turkey.”

That would have saved me from going through sooo much shit back in the day.  Other than that, I’d let myself live the stupid life I’ve lived.  All those mistakes and turrible decisions ended up making me who I am today and quite frankly I’m rather fond of myself.

Also, stay away from Brooke.  She’s totes crazy.

GPOYW - Karaoke King Edition

Not exactly the best photo taken of me, but I always loved the fact that both Lacey and I inexplicably have the same expression on our faces.  Also, that’s a $3 G.I. Joe shirt right thurr.  If anyone is wondering, I GOT IT AT ROSS*!!

*or maybe JCPenney, I don’t remember

Since there aren’t any photos of my Halloween costume from this year, this one will have to do.  I ended up pulling out my Theatre of Pain-era Nikki Sixx costume from Halloween 2007.  I was too busy (read: lazy) to ever finish up the Randy Savage costume that I was working on and was in zero shape to slip into the revealing spandex suit of my Paul Stanley costume, so Mr. Sixx rode again for a night.

I love this costume as there are only a handful of people who ever actually get what I’m supposed to be.  Hell, even the members of my Halloween drinking party had zero clue as to who I was dressed as:

“KISS, right?  You like KISS??  Are you KISS???”

“No, I’m Nikki Sixx from Mötley Crüe.”

“Don’t be offended, but I still don’t know who the fuck that is.”

Regardless of some people’s befuddlement, whiskey tastes much better when you’re wearing five-inch pinstriped platform boots while sharing a story with Abraham Lincoln.

GPOYW - BBQ Coma Edition

Apparently, Chris managed to snag a photo of myself while we were both catching lunch at Gates Bar-B-Q on Sunday.  Judging from the photo, I believes I was reviewing that morning’s set of photos and was caught a bit off guard to find a camera posted directly at me.

I seem to have a habit of stealing other people’s photos of myself for these GPOYW things.

[Via electricpencils]

dragons-stars-wishjars:

BRYAN IS HOT.
Caps ^^

Water-soluble pastels.

Wow.  Such a bizarrely amazing thing to wake up to this morning.  I honestly don’t know what to say about this one. 

Thanks you for this, Liz (your random likings of my old GPOYW’s from three days ago now all makes sense).

GPOYW - Drunken Karaoke Edition

Here I am, belting my gin-soaked heart out while Glasses Von Abstractshirt ponders what that warm feeling is that’s oozing down his inner thigh.

He would later discover that my deep, smoothing voice melted his panties right off.*

*actually, I believe this was during some crap by Third Eye Blind

nickihebert:

Happy Birthday, Hoarr!

GPOYW - Paul Stanley from KISS Halloween ‘08 Edition

Ha!  Someone’s been stealing mah Facebook photos.

This was taken at 4 am, and I was just hamming it up in my room.  You can’t tell, but the armbands have black ostrich feathers running down the sides of them.  I never got around to putting on the sequined stars.

Thanks!

GPOYW - Clean Shaven Edition

I’m sure there’s a certain rule about writing something deep about yourself whenever posting a full-on head shot, but that’s not me.  I trimmed my sideburns and gave my hair a quick clip before completely shaving my scraggly beard off.

Life’s been funny lately.

GPOYW - Baby Duckling Edition

Here’s a photo with my cousin Natalie (I’m on the left) at an unknown age.  I like this photo because it beautifully captures my trademark vacant stare of cluelessness.  I usually get that look whenever people at my workplace talk to me about their lives, their kids, or pretty much anything that doesn’t directly involve me.

A series of random things said to me recently from three different sources:

“You don’t ever post pictures of yourself.”

Actually, I do (but it’s very rare).  Scroll to the bottom and type in “GPOYW” in the search bar or click on the ABOUT ME tab to see a handful of photos of my ug-mug.

“You never post.  You should post more during the prime time and use the queue.”

I’ve always used Tumblr as a way to wind down late at night right before going to bed.  As much as I love reading about people’s lives, I have purposely avoidedgetting an iPhone or Blackberry as I could see myself becoming addicted to being online 24/7.

I work a steady schedule from Monday to Saturday.  Sorry if I ain’t around more often.

“Umm…you really like KISS, don’t you?”

Ha! 

If you’re a new follower, but glad that you weren’t around for KISS-Weekend in December when I followed the band for several stops.  I posted my favorite pictures of the painted rockers along with several cuts from some bootlegs that I own, and I STILL get teased from Austin Tumblrs about those two days.

You’ve never heard such whining!