I have hundreds of pictures of my life lying around (many of which could be considered incriminating or otherwise embarassing!). Here are just a FEW of the images that capture...well, that capture ME in my glory! Eventually, I'm going to make some additions to the photo album, just as soon as I get off my lazy butt. Please, feel free to print these out and use them for some sort of target practice! Open up my photo album, and enjoy your excursion into my world.

The toddler years!

Believe it or not, I was once an infant. Innocent. Cute. Stress-free. Here are some photos which illustrate the purity (or is it ignorance?) of childhood.

This first photo of me was taken shortly after I was born. Just take a look at that face, those baby blue eyes, that beautiful smile...okay, so I was doing what I did a lot of at that age...sleeping. Use your imagination!

I'm a happy little boy, aren't I? This second photo was taken at two months of age. I'm either very happy about something, or I have gas. I can't remember which it was.

When I was around three-years-old, I had already developed that impish grin that many of you may have heard about.

Growing up!

At some point, we all must grow up, moving from those innocent days we spent hiding behind our parents into an exploration of the world. My exploration started very early...my parents always said it was nearly impossible to keep me cooped up. I stayed out of trouble for the most part, with a few MINOR exceptions!

My mom made this awesome jumpsuit for me when I was around three or four. I wore it out, and outgrew it, but I still remember it to this day...the blue zipper in the front, the patches on the shoulders, and the brown earth shoes I used to wear with it!

I was a HUGE KISS fan growing up. One Halloween, thanks to the help of my family, I decided to go as Gene Simmons. I look pretty damn good, don't I?

Oh, and I think I remember now...it was gas.

In third grade, I had a slight little overbite. I was also a talkative, bright, attentive young man, according to my teachers. =) And I was a cute little kid, to boot!

High school antics!

At some point, I made it to my Senior year of high school (I think it was around 1988, which dates me somewhat). It seems like so long ago! A traumatic period in my life, for various reasons. After spending all of my education with the same group of peers, I went on to high school, where for two years I continued to learn with all of them. Then, my family moved across town, and I had to move to my high school's cross-town rival. I lost track of most of my old friends, and had a hard time fitting in with my new ones, at first. But, it all worked out in the end! My ten-year reunion was on June 13, 1998, and I have to admit, I was disappointed in it. Overpriced, underattended, it reminded me of how that move between schools changed my life. But I don't regret going!

Eventually, that beautiful blond hair I had as a child started to fade away, and turned into this light brown tuft on my head around my freshman year. This picture shows off my eyes, sort of. It's hard to see unless the photo is EXTREMELY large. However, please also note the trendy Members Only jacket. And the acne. Argh!

As most of you know, a rite of passage in your senior year is SENIOR PICTURES! This is mine. There were other poses, of course, but I liked this one the most, which is why I included it here. Recognize the goofy pose? I think we all had to do that. I look so...introspective. Dignified. Dorky. Heh heh.

College and Beyond!

While high school was an interesting experience, I'd have to say my time in college, and afterwards, would be considered a maturing one. I learned a great deal about life, myself, my family, and my friends during my 4 1/2 years (I took an extra semester to graduate with honors) in college. I was a busy man during those years as well, involved in my academics, a serious relationship, clubs, singing, athletics, and trying to find time to sleep.

My senior year of college. I was considerably lighter back then, and had that *ahem* "haircut"...but this is a good representation of my charming smile in the early 90s. They discontinued the yearbook at my college the year after this was taken, so I am glad I have a copy!

Yes, it's a mullet. Get over it!

Now you have seen a small snippet of my growth from a wee little lad! I have many other newer photos on both my Facebook and MySpace sites, so check them out when you have time!