A couple weeks ago, I set out to spiffy up my ‘contact me’ page. I searched through my pictures, specifically looking for one of me on the phone. You know, in the act of contacting. There was exactly one:
The young lady with the shocked expression is my best friend Samaria. Samaria had insisted that we needed to take some pictures because we didn’t have any recent ones of us together. We did some standard poses and a few “concept” poses like the one above. I would also like to mention that we were on a BEACH in CALIFORNIA because usually when we’re together, we’re on a sofa in Kansas.
So the other day, I was looking at this picture and thinking there was something strangely familiar about it. Maybe even a tiddlybit uncanny. Have you ever tried to remember (dramatic pause) a memory that just isn’t there?
But then it came to me. Sweet Valley High #2, Secrets. Samaria and I had unintentionally recreated the cover of this book, the second in Francine Pascal’s popular teen series from the 80s and 90s.
This made me wonder if I had other pictures that were eerily similar to Sweet Valley High covers. Turns out, life does imitate art. See for yourself.
Oh, Brent, with that facial hair, you look like Scott Daniels, the college guy who nearly date-rapes Jessica in All Night Long, Sweet Valley High #5. I am disturbed to recall that when I read this as a 12-year-old girl, I wasn’t like, “Hey Scott, Jessica’s not ready to go that far, so stop getting fresh!” as I should have been, but instead I was all, “Ooh, steamy!”
I just asked Brent if he was cool with me putting up that last picture, what with the bestiality implications. He said, “I don’t care at all what you put on your blog, as long as it’s true. And truly, I look like a pervert in this picture.”
That’s my guy. I love you to pieces, Brentleberry.
Meanwhile, my Contact page remains unjazzy. One of these days, I’ll make it look nice.