iMac a-go-go

I decided that I’m madly in love with James Nesbitt, star of my new favorite British show, Jekyll. What a sexy, sexy man…especially when he’s in his wicked, feral Hyde mode. He looked so luscious when he was in that lion’s den and was dancing around crazily and covered in blood. And that Hyde kiss he gave Claire when they were locked in the basement? Swoon! (Sometimes not having any semblance of a life—one that would entail having a reason to leave the house on Saturday night when Jekyll airs—really comes in handy.)

Meanwhile, when my old G3 was all up in my bidness recently, I had to borrow an iMac for a bit, and since it’s, like, written in the Book of Life that I can’t use an iMac until I first waste a few minutes playing around with the Photo Booth feature, I managed to produce a few horrific shots:

Sexy!

My, what big eyes you have!

This looks like something out of a bad Krofft-produced show from the 1970s.

All those years of orthodontia paid off!

I look like a Harry Potter character in this one.

Pretty much how I look every morning.

Rocking the Frieda Kahlo Eyebrow.

A thermal shot showing that I apparently have a hot forehead and nose.

A bit LSD-ish, innit?

Looking sulky in a Warhol-esque way.

Evil twins.

Like The Thinker! Only...not so much.

One last shot before kissing off.

song heard most recently before posting:
Woman Like a Man—Damien Rice