No, I don't mean Xmas. Why would I care about that consumer nightmare? I mean my birthday, and it's associated annual request. For those of you who have only recently joined us here at the World Headquarters of Evil Geniuses For A Better Tomorrow, Inc., allow me to enlighten you.
Every year, I have but one request for my birthday: send me a pic of yourself, throwing the rock horns and generally having a good time. Me being the old rocker/metalhead that I am, I figure that if I can get you to rock out, even once, then it's a good thing. And what better way than to make you send me a pic, right? See, in this day and age of digital photography, getting a pic of yourself is really easy, and more importantly, it's free.
So, there it is. Throw the horns, rock hard, and get photographic evidence thereof. Be alone, with friends, with family, with strangers, with celebrities. Be home, out, in a cave, underwater, in space. Be silly, serious, or anything in between. I usually add in a line about how topless pix from the lovely ladies on my list are certainly enjoyed, but that almost never gets a response (but for the ones that have, you have my eternal rock-love, and you know who you are!). Seriously, go to town, have fun, and show me some love for my birthday. Make the bar all turn towards you and rock. Convince your waiter it's for a good cause. Ask your doc if you can get an x-ray of it. Make a fansign and add it (and send it to me if you do!). Something, man, whatever strikes your fancy.
For previous year's pix (sorry, no topless ones are available on the 'Net!), look in here, where most of them are posted. Sadly, LJ Scrapbook seems to have eaten a few of them, which REALLY pisses me off, so if you notice a missing one, I'm incredibly sorry. Send me more to replace them!
December 12th is the day...no excuses!