The (Not Quite So) Naked Truth

My wife's back from the other side of the country (hurrah!) and just took the time to have her first look at this blog.

'That picture of you looks like you're naked,' she opined, pointing to my profile shot.

I squinted at it, trying to see what she was getting at.

'That looks like chest hair,' she elaborated, indicating the clump just under my chin.

So in an effort to prove that I'm not a naked ape with its face shaved, here's that headshot in context:

That'll be my son, then, not a luxuriant fur jungle.

Anyone who's been suffering nightmares believing that the picture was a nude glamour shot (and God help you if you were ...) can now sleep easy.