Here’s me at various stages of my rather interesting career.
1) My brief foray into mattress inspecting. “Look, I know you want to keep the bed, and I don’t want to drag it out of here, but there are absolutely no tags on this mattress, and my instructions in these matters is quite clear”
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2) The enthusiastic beginning of my 2 week stint in fire prevention marketing. “Only YOU can prevent forest fires. Well, other people too. Actually pretty much everyone. But right now, I’m just talking to YOU”
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3) MatB and I had a short-lived catering business. Things started off well, but we realized 3 things early on that caused us to abandon the endeavor. A) we spill everything on ourselves; B) I eat everything, and C) we’re horrible at cooking.
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4). Not really a job per se, but I taped a workout for the USFL Generals a while back. I was a high school quarterback and they’re drafting average joes for their practice squad. Here I’m taking snaps from the only other living being that agreed to be on film with me.
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5) I started my own company called “Festive Fights”. You know those tedious and seemingly eternal holiday parties that you dread? I thought it’d be fun if they could be livened up by having attendees fight each other with rolls of wrapping paper. I’m promoting the company in this picture before the annoying attorneys got involved and started talking some concept called “personal liability”. I got bored with the idea and moved on.
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6) I had a supporting role in a movie from Miramax that got sadly got shelved. It seems the concept of Edward Christmashands was something that didn’t translate well from a script to the big screen.
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….and then some non-work related photos:
7) Here’s me in my old poker game back east counting all of my outs. I stopped at 1.
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8) Drinking in Providence at a dark German bar with a psychedelic bunny above me and being stared at by a very unapproving deer head, whilst my buddy Ryno tries to channel his inner Homelander and shoot lasers out of his eyes. Just a typical Tuesday afternoon.
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9) The CLB and I, after our yardsale back east when we sold the house, wearing the unmistakeable vacant grins of homeowners that just sold off most of their worldly possessions for pennies on the dollar.
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