Remember Crawfordian Psychoanalysis?
My mother took this photo of me the evening I broke that suit in by taking my mother to her very favorite restaurant: the Red Lion Hotel, which overlooks the north bank of the Columbia River.
I've often puzzled as to why that particular photo makes me look far shorter and stockier than I really am: the lens of the camera with which that image was taken has barrel distortion.
I dropped a lot of Ducats on that camera. Now I'm Pissed.