Since there is no indication in this thread title, I thought I would mention that we now have gaw-jus photos not only of Green-Wood Cemetery, but of most of the gaw-jus Dopers who attended. As well as my co-worker Thea and her luscious “Barbie Twins.”
Now you can finally see that I no longer resemble that ancient daguerreotype people keep linking to when they want to know what I look like . . .
But where’s the link? I wanna see the Twins! (And Eve’s new 'do!)
But where’s the link? I wanna see the Twins! (And Eve’s new 'do!)
The link is in the thread, but here it is, too.
Oh, Thea tells me the Barbie Twins are both straight, by the way!
I posted that link to this thread three times, and it was et all three times…
Whoa! Ukelele Ike looks exactly like Phil Lesh! :eek:
Glad you all had fun. 
So, it turns out I pictured Ukelele Ike as being much older than he really is!
I should probably google up Phil Lesh - don’t know who that is.
Grateful Dead bassist.
I pictured him looking like Satan, or maybe Machiavelli.
He’ll Machiavelli good sammich if you buy the bread . . .
He’s a good looking man, that Ike.
He just doesn’t look nearly evil enough.
Okay. The pictures are great (as is Eve’s new hair color), but I don’t see any Barbie Twins. Am I having an aneurysm or something?
The two identical tall young men with dark hair in pic “graveyard group 2” are the twins in question.
More background . . . the black gentleman in the Strand T-shirt (photo 3) is my friend Terry, the gentleman in the jeans and blue windbreaker (photos 3 & 4) is my friend Michael, and the black-sweatshirt girl (photo 2) is my poor put-upon coworker Thea. The guy in the backwards baseball cap is her boyfriend, so she is not currently doing either of the Barbies.
As for my haircolor . . . after getting my roots touched up, my hair is the same damn color I started out with . . . The first dye-job, last month, was too red. What I’m aiming for is a dark blonde—maybe ash, maybe caramel—with lighter blonde highlights. I will get it sooner or later, and I hope before my hair turns into straw and falls out.
Oh, I Googled Phil Lesh—Ike looks like he and Harry Anderson had a baby.
Sing something Phil!..I mean, Ike!..I mean Phil!..I mean Ike! Unbroken Chain! Unbroken Chain!
sorry, I forgot myself there for a second…
Heh. I must not have been paying attention (big newsflash). I was looking for female twins. Little ones. Christ.
Eve, I thought (from other photos) that you were more of a chestnut brunette. Anyhoo, I like the red. I’d go red, but it won’t work with my Scandanavian coloring. Destined to be blonde forever I guess.
Oxy: where did you come up with a Carleton U. sweatshirt?
Boo-goddam-hoo, Miss Harlow.
Eve, you’re both younger than I thought and covered with less dust. That’s some darned pleasant looking company you had for the trip and I hope you don’t mind if I say a fine figure of a field trip leader as well.
I assume you mean our 89-year-old tour guide in photo @?
Oooh, I remembered some other funny bits. We came to a faucet, and the guide told us, “Don’t drink from that, it’s poisoned. It’s just there in case you want to leave flowers on your Aunt Tillie’s grave,” leaving us all to wonder why you would want to pour poison on dead Aunt Tillie.
And another gravestone, inscribed, “Here lies the best woman in all the world.” All I could think was, why not just inscribe, “All you other bitches are crap compared to her!”