Thinking about the passage of time made me wonder how a few comparison shots would turn out.
November, 1996 (I had an album taken to keep me from feeling washed-up when I knew I was looking at a divorce):
Just now (roughly 7 months from the Senior Discount):
Hanging in there, even without a professional photographer and light array (or anything but me and a delayed digital with a fading battery, actually). Except for that zit on the right medial scapula. Must do something about the zits.