September 24, 2010

Okay, well THAT'S a new one...

I realize I'm not the most non-descript person around--the combination of a boulder-like head, pile of Shoney's Big Boy hair on top, and being on the slightly husky side (in the mushy tub-o'-lard sense) all mean that I could pretty easily be picked out in a crowd.

This is me, striking a mock-serious pose that helps hide some of my double-chinned-ness:


(For comparison purposes...Shoney's Big Boy, boulders, and something smooth and creamy.)

So, having that sort of description, you'd think I'd never get that "Hey, you look like [insert name of handsome celebrity]" comment from people, but as a matter of fact, I do occasionally get a few comparisons.

Now, I think I bear a pretty good resemblance to a middle-aged Raymond Burr, but that's neither here nor there. We're talking about what other people say, after all.

A long time ago, I used to go to church with an old fellow who would tell me every Sunday (morning and evening) that I looked just like "Voice of the Crimson Tide" Eli Gold. (Eli used to have big hair, too.) Several other folks have made the comparison, too--especially when I imitate his voice and scream "WHITEKNUCKLEWEEKEND!!" (Which I try not to do very much.)

My kids, of all people, have several times mentioned that they think I look like local veteran Fox news anchor Scott Richards. (Shown here about ten years ago before he started slathering on the hair product.)

So, I have sorta gotten used to those comparisons. However, today I got a new one, and I think I'm insulted.

I was walking into the credit union to get a check cashed, and this happy bald guy (who himself looked like Michael Chiklis--or Don Rickles) comes bopping out and nods hello and brightly (and loudly) says, "HEY, YOU LOOK LIKE STEPHEN KING!!"


I was immediately tang-tongueled and managed to say something like, "Oh, okay, hi? THANKS!?" and walked on in the lobby, but I gotta say, it threw me.

Muppet-mouthed, weird-eyed, occasionally-beared, flop-haired Stephen King?

Now I'm just gonna feel all creepy and peculiar the rest of the day.

Posted by Terry Oglesby at September 24, 2010 02:30 PM

Well, Possum, take the notion and run. Impersonate King, go into his bank accounts, and send all the kids through graduate school.

He wouldn't miss the money.

Posted by: Janis Gore at September 24, 2010 06:22 PM

Hmmmm--maybe I could take him to my remote forest cabin and keep him against his will...

Posted by: Terry Oglesby at September 27, 2010 07:22 AM

You think Will Smith will play you in the movie based on this tense, action packed & pulse pounding set of observations? Us Possum Watchers would like your thoughts on 16:1 too, yet again.

Posted by: Chef Tony at September 27, 2010 10:53 PM

Tony! I am STILL at a loss for which particular "16:1" you're talking about!

Posted by: Terry Oglesby at September 28, 2010 07:18 AM

It's either gold to silver or how many of the bums we run out of DC each election. I for get which as I'm old (60 now) you know.

Posted by: Chef Tony at September 30, 2010 11:51 AM

You know, after a little Googling on the topic of "16:1", I once again came away surprised at how tame our politics are nowadays, despite all the hand-wringing from Concerned-Americans.

Posted by: Terry Oglesby at October 1, 2010 10:42 AM

Yeah, the contemporary papers are a hoot to read on DC, or for that matter many of the state's lege's.

Posted by: Chef Tony at October 4, 2010 01:07 AM