At the moment, this is fairly well barren. I'm stealing some pictures from my wife's little gallery to tuck in here, but I don't have them yet.
A few pictures of Lesley, my beautiful and brilliant treasure. We often argue about who is luckier, but I'm certain that visitors will have no such doubts.
Lesley at a wedding. Surrounded by men, as usual. Can you blame them?
Lesley in Black and White. I understand this is the picture that was used when she was in Dracula during high school.
Lesley in Uniform. This is a school picture of some kind. That's her Trinity uniform, she's not a cop.
A ... blurry ... picture of us. I was going to say "bad", but then I remembered what I looked like that day.
A few pictures of Spencer, the poor lad who's going to have to deal with me as a father for the rest of his life. Um, these are ... still all ultrasounds. Soon, we shall have more better stuff! And maybe better presentation, too ;)
Spencer with his arms up. Already surrendering to a fate which he will likely never understand.
Spencer curled in a ball. Already hiding from said fate. That's my boy!
Two pictures of me, none current. I guess these are probably a little more flattering to my gut than history has been.
Me with a SEG. Even when my back's against the wall, I'm grinning. With glasses like that, only my sense of humor could save me.
Me in Extreme-Close-Up. The beard's been shaved, and the red in my hair was a trick of the light, but this one captures the blemishes on my skin with astounding clarity, doesn't it?
