Editors Note:

EDITOR'S NOTE: Fresh off a three year managerial stint, your friendly neighborhood lenslinger is back on the street and under heavy deadline. As the numbing effects of his self-imposed containment wear off, vexing reflections and pithy epistles are sure to follow...

Sunday, November 04, 2007

Separated at Birth?

Rusty Camaro Not Included...Retro Turd
I've said it before and I'll say it again: Rick Portier and I live parallel lives. He's a crusty TV news vet down in Baton Rouge. I'm a journeyman photog from the finer of the Carolinas. He's a father of two in his forties. I'm on the verge of a mid-life crisis and a Dad of a duo to boot. He writes every night under a made up moniker. I'm equally obsessed with an on-line alter-ego. Now I find out Rick spent the early nineties the same way I did: soaking up the latest in TV news technology while sporting one seriously outdated haircut. I knew I liked this guy!

1 comment:

turdpolisher said...

dood, that's scary.