I’m going a little overboard with the star trek stuff here, but I just saw this slideshow of 1970s star trek convention photos, which is pretty awesome. it has a great voicetrack, too, with one of the organizers describing what the conventions were like. I have to admit that her point about sexual liberation and star trek conventions kind of weirded me out, but hey!
look at this creepy photo of my old dorm. it gives me chills. those tree shadows in the lower left hand corner are like haaaaaands. bony, bony haaaaaands.
like the bony, bony hands of mary lyooooooon…
ok, did I give you nightmares yet?
top photo from the library of congress prints and photographs website, which is the best thing ever.
a photo I took in buffalo of millard fillmore‘s crotch was published in an online guide to…well, buffalo. OH FAME!
also, I once wrote a poem about millard fillmore. you can read it here.
even here in ungodly hot virginia, it seems that fall is upon us. whenever I think of fall, I think of elementary school. and whenever I think of elementary school, I think of picture day. I remember the excitement of those little plastic combs and picking an awesome background. though there were no sylvan glens or leather bound libraries for little liz–my parents never let me get anything other than the “traditional” backdrop.
let’s take a sentimental journey through my life via my picture day pictures, shall we?
kindergarten. apparently I was really sick on picture day, so my father brought me in just so I could partake in the day’s photo festivities. as you can see, I was obviously afraid to open my mouth for fear of barfing all over the place. also, I was probably totally bummed that my parents wouldn’t let me have a kickass background. the traditional gray really makes my feverish cheeks stand out.
first grade. I had no front teeth and a bowl cut. I smile like I have forgotten the bitter sting of not being allowed to have a kickass background.
second grade. I wore a red and white striped dress, and the photographers unfortunately allowed us to choose our own background color. I chose green. my parents subsequently yelled at me for making my school picture look like a christmas card. perhaps they were right about the plain background…
third grade. the year of my glasses. my first pair of glasses covered more than half of my face, but despite the ginormous glasses, this is by far my cutest picture. I have regained my front teeth and I’m wearing my favorite dress–a sassy little number with different colored sleeves AND and ice skating kitten. it was awesome.
let’s fast forward to seventh grade, the last time I had a school picture taken. notice my large, though slightly smaller glasses. also, my very fashionable mullet and the rash on my neck, which was a this time diagnosed as a tropical skin disease. in massachusetts. what you don’t see in this picture, however, is the pair of black stirrup pants that I was surely wearing.