08 December 2011

Home, hair and psoriasis plaque

Self portrait

12 comments:

SnoopyTheGoon said...

A real man must be scarred by his past. Carry it with pride, Jams ;-)

jams o donnell said...

Thanks Snoopy.. No reason to be ashamed!

Knatolee said...

Love this, right down to that pack of "Brekkies" on the desk!

jams o donnell said...

Haha Knat, the cats want their crunchies whatever I do!

Andrew said...

Bloody hell, there is a bulge there that worries me...

jams o donnell said...

I assure you that the bulge in question is small and inoffensive Andrew!

Andrew said...

That's what worries me... Has Ted had a go down there?

The patterned pants worry me too. Actually the whole damn scene worries me, and I have to get to sleep tonight... perchance to dream, of things I wish I'd never seen...

:)

jams o donnell said...

Pleasant dreams Andrew! I can assure you that Ted has not stropped his claws on my nether parts. As for patterns this pair is mild. I have a taste for loud socks and underwear... Same goes for ties but I don't get to wear them these days

Andrew said...

I'm a plain black and white man me, in the coverings, to disguise the horrendous multicoloured chaos that lurks within.

3.34 am. Couldn't sleep.

None of us looks like anything a camera can show, given that what we really are seems to be electrochemical patterns swirling around a brain. You will have lovely patterns there Jams, if only we could see.

jams o donnell said...

Ah take a leap into colour Andrew!

Now that is true, There is beauty in the Krebs cycle, how much more if it could be visualised!

Andrew said...

But inside in your inner chemical swirlings, of course, you are Shaun of the Head (ha ha), not the exterior clothing that is Jams. It's a funny old double life you have now that you have come out as the real Shaun. What should we call you now? Hmmm... Come to think of it I'll discuss this sort of identity muddle with Don QuiScottie :)

jams o donnell said...

I am Shaun of the Head indeed! But then we are brothers and sisters of the head.

My real name has not been a secret for a long time. Most regular bloggers knew who that and when I started putting copyright notices on photos I couldn't give copyright to jams, dear as he is to my heart!