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jeff goldblum again

the journal of Michael Werneburg

twenty-seven years and one million words

Tokyo, 2008.06.19

Today I was assured by one of my colleagues that "everybody on the floor agrees" that I look like Jeff Goldblum. I get this about once a year. Actually, it was much more common in the early 90's when Goldblum was quite active (and my hair was longer).

Goldblum's been turning up less frequently, of late (which is a pity, because he's actually pretty good) so the comparisons have been tapering off. Tellingly, my colleague Sayama-san told referred to Goldblum as "the actor who uploaded the virus to the alien ship." Meaning, in the unspeakably bad movie Independence Day. I guess everyone's forgotten about the Fly and Jurassic Park?

P.S. Thanks to Satoi-san for pointing out that I'd mis-identified Independence Day as Armageddon. I've no idea how I could have mistaken a scintilating, multiply-award-winning masterpiece with a ludicrous piece of crap... oh right they're both stupendous crap!

Also, Mari reminds me that I'm also told I look like Abe Hiroshi, below.

Meh, I dunno. Here's me, and the boy (courtesy of Mari, my Pentax *istDS, and my favourite lens, my SMC 28mm f/3.5).

rand()m quote

It is not the critic who counts, not the man who points out how the strong man stumbled, or where the doer of deeds could have done better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena; whose face is marred by the dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs and comes short again and again, because there is no effort without error or shortcoming; who knows the great enthusiasms, the great devotions and spends himself in a worthy cause; who at the best, knows in the end the triumph of high achievement, and who, at worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly; so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who know neither victory or defeat.

—Theodore Roosevelt, Jr.