Here are a few tableaus ripped fresh from the wonderful world of Jacob.  They aren't a pretty sight (due mostly to my ineptitude as a photographer, but hey).
 
 

Caitlin's reaction the first time I paid for my comics with real money instead of change left over from a week of school lunches (circa 1997).	Shawn (right) and I watching the last episode of Babylon 5, "Sleeping in Light."  Note, to Shawn's right, the cat known only as "good cat" (as opposed to "bad cat", which was always trying to mate with "good cat").	My "sanguine" pose as I contemplate the end of Babylon 5 and what the hell I'm going to fix for dinner.  (circa Nov. 1998)	Mr. DeBarthe, my World History teacher and a contender for the coveted title of "coolest man alive."  Too bad he sucks at chess (snicker).  (circa 1998)
The evil bastards I lived with at college in the dreaded Pearson Hall.  From left: Nathan Judd (the evil Hunter S. Thompson heir-in-waiting), Matt Judd (the quiet but evil one), Peter Shenk (our evil Aryan proctor), and Alex Kritikos (the overtly evil mad Linux genius).	The Crew in repose.  From left: Shawn, Garon's head, Anthony, Lee, and Alex.	The two Annes, Kaufmann (left) and Fluker (right).  One is good, one is evil; both are insufferable.