A few weeks ago I found an old dusty box in the basement. It was labeled mysteriously as “Unorganized Pix”. As it turns out, it was full of random snapshots from my whole life. Every Sunday afternoon for the past weeks I’ve been scanning them, and today I finished the lot.
The scans aren’t the greatest quality, but then again, the photos themselves aren’t the greatest quality. So I have some darkish fuzzy pictures– nothing like what you get from a nice digital camera these days– but they’re still pretty funny.
Take, for example, the fact that in the early 80’s everyone in my family wore absolutely hideous pants.
Tom and me:
Me and Kari:
I’m sure as I wade through these scans I’ll find some more gems. Stay tuned.