Dorks on Film

I become a huge, unmitigated dork whenever anyone points a camera at me.

Okay, fine: I’m a huge, unmitigated dork in most circumstances, and that includes when someone points a camera at me.

See?

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Often times, everyone else looks normal, and I look positively insane.

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This was true even when I was a kid:

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I can’t help it. I just get so darn excited when photos are being taken. Especially those absurdly cheesy photos they try to sell you at museums or tourist attractions. I positively love those.

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In most of my photos with Rand, it looks like the poor guy is begrudgingly putting up with me.

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Or that I’m accosting him in some way or another:

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But lately, I’ve noticed a slight shift. When the camera is on him, I’ve found a bit of dorkiness peeking through.

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To paraphrase Futurama, I’ve found that for once, he’s the one embarrassing me:

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And honestly, I couldn’t be more proud.

Also pictured: Patrick, being a total goober.

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