That is me with the microphone. I am so fat in this picture, believe it or not, that is my shadow seated at the drums. We were a pretty successful trio on the polka/gangster rap circuit and were signed to a gig on the Arsenio Hall Show; until an evening that I would like to forget and in a fit of binging, I consumed both of my bandmates - - 280 to 290 lbs
This is my mother and grandfather along with a small child they were trying to convince me not to wrap in a oversized tortilla, sprinkle with a fresh garden salsa and consume - - I had just found out we were out of Brats and Kraut. 300 plus pounds
Yikes! Look at that - -I look like Arnold when he did that pregnant man movie. This was taken last Fall - -I'm comfortable with the 280-290lb range in this one. Thats Kyra, our 3 year old. She has developed an affinity for me nailing her with the blower blast . . .I know, I know . . .things come out at a gazillion miles an hour, thats how accidents happen, yadda yadda . .no worries, I've told her to keep her eyes closed.
Thanksgiving 2009 - - -easily 310 lbs. That is our eleven year old, Elliot to my left. I am explaining to him that we can't hold any ill feelings towards the Greenpeace activists that had just left; although they had spent the last hour trying to roll me back into the bathtub so I could head for open water. Note how I cleverly disguised myself as a 1986 Prom Picture Photo Background.
NOW --- FOR MY FIRST BIG UNVEIL - - - "Ladies & Gentleman. . . .12 weeks into a New Years Resolution . . . . . over 250 miles logged on failing knees . . .the world's most recent lover of Hummus & Wheat Pitas . . . . . with a current weight loss of 44 lbs and still going strong . .complete props to Spark People and C25K . . . . . .a skinnier Fatso . . . .. . .me this evening in the kitchen
Okay . . so it isn't quite as dramatic as the Biggest Loser - -but it is 44lbs-- and I'm lovin it! So of course, much to the chagrin of my wife, I got carried away
Here I am being contemplative;
Suave
I call this "The Jolly Green Giant" but personally I think the effect is much better when I am wearing my spandex biker shorts and a wife beater . . . .speaking of wife, she threatened to quit playing if I changed into the outfit so you get the boring version.
But alas, there was a tinge of reality to the situation - - as it has oft been said, "You can't go home again...." and I believe this applies to your high school wardrobe as well
But you can have fun with it
Look at the Guns!! Fire-Powah!! Boom! Boom! Pay no attention to the fact that I am attempting to smuggle 28 pounds of bread dough and the half metamorphised body of Voldemort under my shirt . . .Geesh-O-Pete - - it looks as if someone shaved down a gorilla's behind and he is copping a squat over the front of my belt......
Needless to say some of the kids enjoyed my show
While others may never recover -
Sorry Son . . . .
and daughter . . . . . it wasn't that bad was it????
Justin? Justin? What are you doing?
Put away the gun - - Dad will never wear the Mario shirt again . . .. . (this week . . . .sshhhhhh . . .I think the Missus kind of liked it - - I got either a "Come hither" look or the pangs of nauseau from her. I'll put it on tonight and let you know whether she barfs.)
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