What in the world am I doing with my hands? Love the bouffant! And goddamn, I was lean. Those were the days. I bet I ate cheeseburgers & fries, pizza, mashed potatoes, bacon, eclairs and ice cream in one sitting, belched and boom... original weight. Sigh... My advice to all you cool cats in your 20s: Eat now, eat everything in sight, cause around 41 or 42, food has a way of sticking around in obscene ways.
Tuesday, June 23, 2009
Young Chuck: Circa 1991
Imagine a friend sending a photo of yo'self that you've never seen... an odd phenomenon, I must admit. Donna Mae Moose posted this pic of me on Facebook today, which she reports was taken in the summer of 1991 (making me 28 y.o.), and I am studying with a mix of horror, fascination and utter dumfoundedness (I think I just made up a word). I know exactly where I am—on the balcony of my apartment on Columbia Pike in Arlington, Va.
What in the world am I doing with my hands? Love the bouffant! And goddamn, I was lean. Those were the days. I bet I ate cheeseburgers & fries, pizza, mashed potatoes, bacon, eclairs and ice cream in one sitting, belched and boom... original weight. Sigh... My advice to all you cool cats in your 20s: Eat now, eat everything in sight, cause around 41 or 42, food has a way of sticking around in obscene ways.
What in the world am I doing with my hands? Love the bouffant! And goddamn, I was lean. Those were the days. I bet I ate cheeseburgers & fries, pizza, mashed potatoes, bacon, eclairs and ice cream in one sitting, belched and boom... original weight. Sigh... My advice to all you cool cats in your 20s: Eat now, eat everything in sight, cause around 41 or 42, food has a way of sticking around in obscene ways.
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I remember that Chuck and were we all that skinny then? Those were the days right, all we did then was eat and drink too.
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