The Good, The Bad, and The (F)Ugly

Portraits, portraits, portraits.

Here is my self portrait. It is me at the Asbury Park Zombie Walk back in early October.

I like zombies. I like killing zombies more.

Here is my first memory photo, the one I'd keep.

Story behind this: I went to an Iron Maiden concert and it was the best damned concert I've been to (yet). I can really tell you every detail down to what I wore that day. Basically, it was me and two friends on the lawn at PNC, one hell of a thunderstorm, and the band on stage.

I edited the picture to look like their album cover to Number of the Beast.

At the other end, here is my bad memory. This time, I was leaving a concert and ended up rear ending someone, who then hit a 3rd car. Yeah, a car accident isn't that big of a deal, but what bothers me most is that I really don't know why I didn't see the guy stop sooner. Oh well.

On an ironic twist, I noticed that my best memory came from a heavy metal concert, while my worst happened after a punk rock concert (Offspring if you're wondering). Just thought that was a tad humorous in that the memories are on opposite sides of the spectrum, just like the band's genres that I saw....