OK, this may make the rounds among yet more of my SCA associates, so I'm just going to cut to the chase here. If anyone wants to see an old, somewhat embarrassing photo of yours truly,
go here. Suffice to say, I was a geek then and I still am one now.
I'm torn between being amused and embarrassed in spite of my supposedly well-centered and philosophical self. An odd sensation. You'd think I'd be immune to ego body blows by now, but I guess such deep-rooted issues as self image don't easily go away. Adolescence has a long, and sticky shadow. Or, such things simply do not go away. We learn to either circumvent them or face them when they come up, look at them, and let go after a pause. Or we keep on letting them hurt. I'd spin out some Buddhist thought along those lines, but I'm honestly just too tired today. Anyway, a good ego smack-down this is. Also fills me with odd memories. Some pleasing, some painful. I wonder where the lady in the pic has got to, yet I fear the answer.