There’s a new picture with my column today. After resisting for years the idea of seeing how much I’d actually aged, I felt like my life was starting to imitate “The Picture of Dorian Grey” in some perverse, reverse way. Ergo, the new picture.
One thing that you will notice missing in the picture is any teeth. My mouth is firmly clamped shut. That’s because I don’t have the Chicklet teeth of movie stars. I have the rather normal, somewhat yellow teeth that most of us end up with even after years of good dental care.
What we look like