I’m right here. But posting has been light. Family stuff, work stuff and a lack of newly acquired embarrassing pictures from my youth are contributing factors. The lovely Joyce has been picking up the slack at Stop Me When I Am Lying, so stop by there as well.
Looking Like A Reject From ‘Fame’
I was a member of the L.C. Singers as a Junior and Senior at Lake Catholic. I look back on those days fondly, but regret some of the choreography. So did the choreographers, as we gave several of them a very hard time. I have several stories from these days.
We would perform at various corporate events and banquets – most often around the holidays. At on such ‘gig’ (we were performers so we called them gigs) our snazzy uniforms were a nearly exact match as the waiters. As we approached the makeshift stage, a nice matronly type tugged on my friend’s sleeve and asked “Could we get some more roast beef, dear?” Without missing a beat (we were musicians, after all) my comrade said “Why of course!” I don’t know if she ever got more roast beef.
Looking Like Kid With a Complaint
It was probably 1973 or 1974. Easter, most likely. We were not inclined to such fancy duds just any Sunday. I was probably complaining about the tie. My oldest boy will whine “Oh maaaaaan!” when we tell him he has to do something he would rather not. Looking at this picture I fear I know where he gets it!
Looking Like An Altarboy
I sure seem concerned with that candle! I’m pretty certain I was in seventh grade at the time. I really wish my current parish would revert to the cassock and surplus look. For that matter I wish they would process with candles flanking the crucifix. Or pretend to give a hoot about Redemptionis Sacramentum.
Update: Hello Flickr folks. Not a toothpaste stream – not a mannequin, just having a little fun by posting what some might consider embarrassing looks from my past. If you can’t laugh at yourself, you got problems.
Looking Like A Choirboy
This was 1983 – I think. And it is fairly obvious I was in choir. I sang baritone that year.
Jacobs Field at 60 MPH
I was on my way home for Bowling Green yesterday. My trip took me past Jacob’s Field, and I was inspired to take this picture from my inexpensive camera phone. At about 60 miles per hour. The image turned out pretty good.
The game being played at the time turned out even better, as the Cleveland Indians secured the American League Central championship. Go Tribe!
A Sweet Sweep – Go Tribe!
The Indians Win! My camera phone captured the Indians celebrating on the field and the fans exchanging high fives in the stands after the Tribe beat the Tigers. My generous employer gave the staff a day at the ballpark. We saw my beloved Wahoos dash the hopes of the Motor City Kitties by completing a sweep. So now the magic number is three.
Looking Like an Usher
Not the singer, not the guy at the theater with a flashlight, not
the fellow who tries to squeeze “just two more” in an already packed pew.
I was a professional usher for the Lake County Captains in 2003. My brush with greatness was asking Fausto Carmona to please move the case to the video camera out of the aisle. Safety first, people!
More Pictures Coming
My big brother recently emailed a few pictures of me in my role as a minor league usher. I’ll post soon.
The MatthewK.com Brand
Much of my daily work life is concerned with developing, promoting and protecting my clients’ brand. I’m not the only marketing type to recognize that individuals have a brand and the associated brand promise, as well. The most obvious individuals are running for office.
I’m not running for office. I joked in an earlier post that I was going to change the MatthewK.com website to align with my brand. So, I have a favor to ask. Please drop a comment with your impression of this website.
Why do you think it exists? Why do you visit? What would cause you to never come back?
I can take it. Remember, Matt Keough is not synonymous with MatthewK.com. Really.