The Man With the Child in His Eyes

Since I started my new job mid-month (or actually, since I left my old job mid-month), my benefits from the former place were still good through the end of this month. Now I signed up for a high deductible health plan, so it didn’t make sense to try to get a bunch of stuff done the only month I was going to be part of it. That’s crazy talk.

But I did cash in on the vision piece of it. Last year I got contacts, this year, I went for a new pair of specs. You can always use those, right?

I usually feel I end up settling on frames – and the older I get, the worse my eyes get. And the worse my eyes get, the less creative I can be (for the most part) with the frames that will support the lenses needed to actually see.

So I found a new frame place. The amount they had was overwhelming, but the owner was great (and funny) and he helped me find – ok ok, he found – a new pair of frames.  Not coincidentally they were the most expensive I had looked at, but the insurance made it a great deal.

…and they are a bit different.

In the picture above, they seem to disappear, which is kind of cool.  In person, they look a bit more neat-o.  They contain chrome accents.

The arms of the are bowed a bit and they don’t even touch my temple.  Nor do they wrap around my ears.  That’s a good thing.

But as I saw this self-picture above, it has come to my attention that I am about one step away from being Dr. Bunson Honeydew.



Song by: Kate Bush

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4 responses to “The Man With the Child in His Eyes

  1. Oh Beaker!!!

    I LOVE them!

  2. Ooo, a Kate Bush reference! It’s too the point that I need bifocals. Freakin’ getting older.

  3. Ohhhhh Bunson. How handsome.

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