the wrong side of the bed

when i was 20 and i worked at a toy store, my manager told me, my friend lisa, and my friend aubrey that we should "never marry an artist." at the time i was dating a painter, lisa was dating a sculpter and is herself a painter, and aubrey had a long string of artists under her belt. we all exclaimed that it was just the particular painter that she was married to that was the problem, but she seemed to think that being a bad partner (especially selfish and ill-equipped for reality? that's what her husband was like) was a necessary characteristic of a good artist. what do sociologists do that make us bad partners? is there some reason we should be approached with caution? perhaps a tendency to overanalyze things? a certain annoying pessimism about the state of the world? an inability to enjoy anything? do we ask too many questions? can we not leave well enough alone? are these just traits i have?


can you pick the young sociologist out in this crowd?

the one with the "you can't be serious" look on her face.

I know you're talking about me, Emily.

can you pick the young sociologist out in this crowd?

Front row- third from the left.

drek - are you crazy? that girl was popular! she had a pool in her backyard! you can't tell it from the picture, but she was blonde. blonde meant a lot toward popularity where i am from.

is it the boy in the front row rolling his eyes?

I'm gonna go stripey shirt and pigtails, back right.

jeff - i wish i were that kid. he was freaking hilarious. but, no.

ang - yes, that is me. in the original, my facial expression is, um, funnier. i definitely do not know how one is supposed to act when standing - nearly falling off - on the back row of some makeshift bleacher thingy, smiling at the camera. why are we doing this again?

to me, you look sorta sly...

What do you think ever became of the kid in the front row, second from left? I'm in love with him.

AK - i know! he's awesome. he's the only kid whose name i can't remember. i don't know what happened to most of these people. some of them went to high school with me, and that's as much as i know. my friend margot, top row, second blonde girl in, went to college in illinois. our families still keep in touch. that's all i got on these peeps.