This little gem of a picture isn't all that old. It's not a school picture or baby or one of those family pics I've been inflicting on you recently. On a life timeline, this is fairly recent. It was taken on a trip to the Quad-Cities where we had lunch at the old Lodge, which, I don't think exists anymore. If it does, its not called that anymore. I was with the current Mrs. Blythe and Mackenzie and a friend of hers. I'm thinking c. 2004. Pre-gray, anyway.
Since this was pre-selfie this was taken by someone at the table and by my look, I was not expecting it. If you look at the backdrop, this was my kind of restaurant - dark, dark and if you were placed at the right table, even darker.
There isn't much else to this picture, except I direct you to my left ear. Specifically the lobe. Brendan and I engaged in a wager of sorts, and my part (having won or lost, depending on how you look at it) was this item that graced its place there for a few months. There are no other pictures that I will admit to where it is in plain view. I do remember having it on my bike trips that one summer of riding - tank top with new tats and earring. I really looked like a biker stereotype that summer. But then I learned that stereotypes are to be smashed, that we have to be true to ourselves, and decided my dark corner was more me.