January 20, 2007
See the Flockers: Deron Bauman
This is turning out to be more fun than I thought it would be. This was taken a year ago at the best bar in Dallas, soon to lose its lease, The Grapevine. Come visit and I’ll take you there before they close. (Thanks for suggesting this, Cindy.)
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19 Responses to “See the Flockers: Deron Bauman”
I’ll admit that when you first posted this, I thought you were shockingly confident and that the comments were shockingly honest.
oh fuck.
John, you just caused another “screenshot,” as Sheila punned it.
Deron, I believe the proper response is “Oh, snap.”
Now, I’ll tell you something really really weird, Deron.
Here’s what this photo calls to mind: It’s as though someone got hold of a photograph of Rainer Werner Fassbinder and stripped away all the unhealthy ugliness the man possessed and exuded. And left behind all the positive qualities.
Really really weird.
oh snap.
John Pakaluk: SOS!
To be honest, I some how pictured you differently. Sans beard?
Andrew, isn’t that the way it always is?
Andrew, did you picture me sans beard?
I’d say so. I’m glad for all these postings. It’s much more pleasant–more human?–to associate words with faces.
Well, yes, I suppose so.
Hey, Deron, do you have any pictures from back when Daryl and I first met you (when was it–the late 80s)? You looked just like Johnny Depp. Now you’re getting a young David Carradine look. Must be all that goddamned serenity. Grasshopper. (For the record, Johnny Depp and David Carradine are to me what Todd was to Beavis and Butthead–so this is a roundabout compliment. Really.)
Okay, I’ve figured out where I’ve seen your face before, Sheriff.
Cindy, I’ll look around. I’ve never been much of a picture guy, so most of my stuff is recent, post-film age, etc.
India, Aaron keeps telling me I have to watch that show. I guess this gives me double the reason.
Eh, I wouldn’t say you have to watch Deadwood. Me, I finally had Netflix send me the first disk because I was tired of hearing how awesome the show was. I didn’t hate it–which is saying something, given my extremely low tolerance for television these days–but I didn’t feel a need to watch any more, and I took the rest of the season out of my queue. Then I added the second disk back in this week, after reading an article at work about it. So I’m giving it another chance, but I doubt I’ll watch any further.
But you really do look like that guy. In this picture, at least.
And not like a psychopath.
Next we need to do a “Show us your tattoos” thingy—what’s that on your arm?
Don’t listen to anyone tell you that you look like a psychopath. As one totally straight guy to another, you’re a handsome man, my friend.
Daniel: it is an elongated curly brace from the Mrs. Eaves type-face.
Joshua: gracias, my heterosexual brother.
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