That's a nice bonnet of hair you've got there, Dave :)
It's 11:00am and I haven't gotten out of bed yet. Well, I did get up to go to the bathroom, but that was only because I had to. I simply must invest in adult diapers for Sunday mornings (and to think I was embarrassed to buy toilet paper).
Last night my trusty photo scanner broke. It was old and slow, so I suppose I should be okay with the situation... but it was a bummer to have to spend all morning trying to decide on a new one. I think I have it narrowed down to a cheap-ass Epson, because I couldn't find what I really want, which is a tabloid (11" X 17") scanner.
The entire ordeal started when I went to sort through my photo negatives so I can get another batched scanned by DigMyPics. Eventually I realized that a large number of film negatives are missing. This means that a huge chunk of my life exists only on paper photos that are going to fade and fall apart. This is not okay.
If the pictures are gone, how can I see what I looked like 20 years ago at Expo 86?

Or remember how beautiful a Maui beach is at sunset back when it wasn't jammed with people?

Sure photo scans are not as good as having the film negatives scanned directly, but I guess I have the memories to go with them, so it's better than nothing. I wish I could go back in time and hand myself a digital camera.
Okay, time to eat a Pop-Tart for breakfast...
These photos clearly demonstrate you were very fashion forward-Daisy Dukes before the year 2000.
Posted by FrancesDanger on May 07, 2006 | Reply
Ok, the pictures in the comments are of typical 1986 hair....I'll give you that.
However, I did not think there could be a worse horror than bowl cuts...well, maybe mullets....or a combination mullet/bowl cut....or maybe THIS guy:
http://www.pixyland.org/peterpan/
But...it appears I was wrong....
WHAT IS UP WITH THOSE SHORTS??? :)
Yes, do you still have the bowl that went with the haircut? I do like the pic of you holding the camera on the beach with the oh so serious slightly pouty, "darn it, that I couldn't go to vietnam and live the true life of the war journalist", look.
Posted by Elizabeth McClung on May 08, 2006 | Reply
What a coincidence that you should write about this subject. For the past three days, I've been looking for a packet of photos from August 2002. I can't find it ANYWHERE. These are photos that are especially irreplaceable, and I'm sick with worry. All I can think is, if only I'd scanned them into my digital library.
My parents had season tickets to Expo 86, so we went a few times. I was really young (younger than Rabbit), and I thought Expo 86 was like Disneyland. A year later, I asked my parents why we never went anymore and was sooooo disappointed when they told me it didn't exist. My little world crashed down around me...

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