PBW: Revelations III

Cloakfest 2K7 begins! Each year now, on the Photo Blog Wednesday closest to my blogiversary date, I've revealed a little bit more about what I really look like. First, you saw me as an infant, then as a toddler. Would I predictably stagger the photos each year, so they aged but remained decades behind my current appearance? I decided to be a little more daring this year and post a recent photo in a potentially daring location.

It's not a good idea to take pictures of oneself at work and then post them on the internet. A person could lose his job for doing so. On the other hand, I've already lost that job, so I probably could post nude photos of myself in the old office. Don't worry; I'd never be that stupid. I simply figured out how to use the timer on my camera, and got a perfectly harmless shot of myself in my old cubicle, a place I'll always have fond memories of, no matter what circumstances led to my departure.



Yes, that's exactly what I used to look like at work, mask and all. I really embraced my outer geek at that place. After three years though, I do think my readers deserve something more substantial than the typical non-reveal. You don't know my name. You don't know my face. But, in the following encore presentation of my very first post, you will know my voice:



Imagine if I'd gone with my original idea of recording myself singing along to popular songs? You don't know true horror...

Tune in tomorrow as Cloakfest 2K7 continues with a look back at highlights from the 2K6-2K7 season, Friday when I guess the COMMON bonds of reader-submitted lists of 4, and finally Saturday when I explore the outcome of last year's predictions and debut the lightning fast OmniPerilous!