Balls and Walnuts
more than you ever wanted to know
Oy! So young!
Who says cleaning the garage is a thankless task? It’s only 99% thankless. Yesterday, I found a cache of old photos, including a little packet of wallet photos, much the worse for wear. Here’s the gem, from our first year of marriage, circa 1984:
I’m holding Baby, a Columbian red-tailed boa constrictor, and Karen’s holding Red Sonja, a corn snake. But jeez! That hanging sunset thingie in the background, I’d had that since senior year of high school. And I’m wearing a Garfield shirt (where did that come from?) and I have hair! And Karen, oy, she looks so sweet in her Berkeley College of Chemistry shirt.
I tried to find a better copy of this photo, but this was the best I could manage:
This one hasn’t been in my ass pocket for umpteen years, so no scratches. Welcome to Stanford University’s married student housing.
If anything, Karen’s even cuter in this photo. And now you can see my nascent pot belly, our grotie-green vinyl sofa (courtesy of the U), and our teensy weensy kitchen.
I found another great old photo, one of my favorites, but I’m going to save it for our anniversary. Something to look forward to.
D.
Cute photos Doug, but geeze, what about those glasses? JK
I barely remember that Stanford housing…for a minute there, the kitchen reminded me of that apartment in Pasadena, but the kitchen was in a different spot now that I recall.
How come the corn is wrapped around the wrist like a piece of snakely jewelry, but the constrictor is heading up your sleeve? (I don’t need an answer, just being an ass.)
Check out this local news story which was sent to me: A Boston station reports about an escaped python and tell me that that snake’s a baby python. Full grown snow corn snake?
Married student housing is just insane. My parents referred to MSH at MIT as “the cell block.”
Sis, for a long time I was into BIG glasses. Thought I would see more 🙂 As for the Pasadena apt., I’m having a hard time remembering it at all. It was dark, I remember that much.
Suisan, it’s an albino something. They don’t show enough of it for me to identify it from its markings.
Stanford MSH wasn’t bad. Our middle-aged neighbor screaming at us through the wall when he heard us having sex, that was the worst part, but he and his wife didn’t stay long, thank heavens.
I think you’re both better-looking now. More gravitas? umph? authority?
More facial hair. That’s my excuse, anyway. As for Karen, she looks as gorgeous to me as ever.
Karen hasn’t changed a bit, thank goodness.
You have. Thank goodness.
(grin)
i think my dad had a pair of glasses just like those. as a matter of fact, i’m pretty sure they’re still sitting around somewhere.
cute pics. i want a snake. cant you just see that going over well in an all-girls dorm?? 😛
You’re all very sweet to say I’ve changed for the better. I’m not believing a word of it 🙂
Shaina, I can see it now — SNAKES IN A DORM! But who do we get to sub for Samuel L. Jackson, since it’s a women’s dorm? Hmm. Imagine Queen Latifah hollering, “motherfuckin SNAKES in my motherfuckin DORM!”
Believe it, Doug – you DO look better with age. Nothing wrong with the way you looked back then – except that now you look like a grown-up, and then you looked like a little boy.
Um, a hairy little boy…
I wish we got a better view of the garfield t shirt. dang! I like your fuzzy arms.
*rofl*
I donno, Doug. That kitchen doesn’t look any smaller than the one I’m currently cursed with, and in fact looks as if it has more counter space.
As for you & Karen, ditto what Blue Gal said, exactly. 🙂
Loved the pictures. I think I had the same pair of glasses. LOL. I swear they were the style for a while. I think my Mom had that sofa in red.
So the consensus is: Karen, cute, Doug, geek. Thanks, guys! 🙂
Glasses. Bad glasses. The flat looks just like the one in Scrubs! I’m trying to find the taxidermied labrador. Oh and BTW, XYZ Doug. *wink*
I don’t know the life expectancy of snakes so don’t laugh, but are they still with you, or their babies?
We never were too adept at breeding. Red Sonja ran away, if I remember correctly. We had to put Baby down because of mouth rot, but she lived to about 15 years old.
XYZ? Nice to know your gaze goes right to my crotch, sweetie.
[…] 2. Baby, a Columbian red-tailed boa constrictor, was our first purchase as a married couple. We bought her at East Bay Vivarium and she really was a baby. Her real name was Boa Derek, but we soon dropped that dopey name and called her by what she was, our first baby. Here’s a picture of me, Karen, Baby, and Red Sonja, our next purchase — probably my favorite picture of Karen from those days. And here’s a closeup of Baby. Yet another pet who resembles Frank Zappa: […]