Faces in Places has captured my imagination. I'm regularly seeing faces in things inanimate and otherwise. Just the other day at the baseball fields, I said to Kelli, "There! That looks like there's a face on that pitching machine."
"That's your son, and he just got his third strikeout of the inning," she replied.
You like how I did that? I mean, I'm not the type to brag...but he was dominant. Slightly scary he was so overpowering. I'd like to think it is genetics and masterful paternal instruction.
Even though all evidence suggests otherwise.
But I digress.
Check out Faces in Places. No doubt you'll beginning seeing...well, faces in places.
October 3, 2007 2:14 PM | TrackBack