a different kind of view

Okay, so I'm constantly taunted by my friends that I don't show up in any pictures. I'm one of those people that dart out of the way like a gun is being pointed at me as soon as I see a camera come into view.

And when I protest that I take pictures of myself and post them on the blog every week, I'm promptly informed that my feet don't count. (Although when I was looking at them all in one group I realized that I need new shoes. Why didn't any of you tell me?)

So in honor of my 34th birthday, I thought I would take a self portrait and prove that I am indeed real - which proved to be more difficult then I thought.

First I started with the camera which resulted in me mostly taking pictures of my nostrils and while I think I have a fairly decent looking nose, no one wants to look at that. So I decided to give Photo Booth on my Macbook a try. I don't use it often, how hard can it be?

The proof is the photo up above. Obviously this thing requires some kind of skill that I don't possess. Couple that with the blaring alarm countdown noise it makes when its getting ready to take the picture (which caused Dooley to jolt upright from a sound snore and launch himself off the sofa in preparation for the armageddon he was sure was approaching) and the picture above was the best I could do.

I also don't really understand the faux flash it adds. Hence the odd angle of me staring down. Couldn't see my eyeballs otherwise.

Ah well, best of intentions and all that. It was a quiet birthday, just the way I like it. Dooley is cuddling next to me and had a quite pleasant day. I'm hoping its setting the mood for the rest of this year. Maybe by the time I turn 35 I'll figure out how to take a better picture of myself...