I don’t even know why I’m posting this, but here’s my freshman year book photo from high school. I scanned it for my “When I was Your Age…” column in my youth group’s newsletter. Now that it’s 2004 it somehow seems fitting to post a picture from 1994.

The psuedo-mullet sticking out from the right is actually my brother. I opted to save him the embarrassment and crop him out. Most of him anyway.

Now that I look at it, I’m finding the similarity between my 1994 self and my illustrated self to be incredibly eerie.