{"id":1121,"date":"2007-03-15T09:54:04","date_gmt":"2007-03-15T13:54:04","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/blogs.law.harvard.edu\/snarl\/2007\/03\/15\/what-a-difference-a-decade-makes\/"},"modified":"2007-03-15T09:57:13","modified_gmt":"2007-03-15T13:57:13","slug":"what-a-difference-a-decade-makes","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/snarl\/2007\/03\/15\/what-a-difference-a-decade-makes\/","title":{"rendered":"What a Difference a Decade Makes"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I got together with my friend, Jen, after work last night. We chatted (and laughed) for a few hours at my place then headed over to Hanover Street for dinner. Once again, we ate at Mother Anna&#8217;s. I got their amazing baked ziti since I knew I&#8217;d have left overs for today&#8217;s lunch (I even remembered to bring it with me!).<\/p>\n<p>Since the weather was so nice (in the 60&#8217;s even after dark) we got some cupcakes at this new(ish) pastry shop called Lulu&#8217;s. It occupies a tiny story front toward the begininng of Hanover Street and is retro-decorated with an old stove and miscellaneous old kitchen appliances and utensils. And the cupcakes aren&#8217;t half bad! Mine looked so perfect you&#8217;d think it was fake. But it was a moist chocolate cupcake with shiny chocolate frosting (with the name &#8220;Lulu&#8217;s&#8221; written in icing across the top). Inside was a yummy, gooey blob of peanut butter cream.<\/p>\n<p>When Jen left, I returned to my photo project (removing photos from albums, sorting chronologically by date, and scanning them). I&#8217;m pleased to notice that I seem to have photos from nearly every year of my life (save for a few in the 70&#8217;s and early 80&#8217;s when I didn&#8217;t own a camera&#8230;I suspect my parents have photos in their albums, though). It&#8217;s amazing to see how much you change&#8230;.particularly how you change\u00a0from a younger adult (early 20&#8217;s) to middle-aged adult (mid-30&#8217;s). I mean, going from a child to an adult you expect major changes as you grow up. But once your&#8217;e in your 20&#8217;s you&#8217;re done growing. Differences from that point on are mostly a result of changes in fashion (oh those glasses &#8211; what was I thinking) to good old-fashioned aging (wrinkles, greying and thinning hair, expanding belly).<\/p>\n<p>Here are a few that I&#8217;ve scanned so far. Over the next few weeks, while I work on this project, I&#8217;ll probably post a photo or two here and there from various decades. When I&#8217;m done, I think I&#8217;ll blog one day with a photo from each year of my life. That could be interesting.<\/p>\n<p>Anyway, here a few from the past decade or so:<\/p>\n<p>1996 &#8211; Here&#8217;s me and Matt* in our first apartment together. Ah, such luxuriously long hair I was growing.<\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" height=\"274\" alt=\"960914 Karl and Matt at 557 Columbus 401 01.JPG\" src=\"http:\/\/blogs.law.harvard.edu\/snarl\/files\/2007\/03\/960914%20Karl%20and%20Matt%20at%20557%20Columbus%20401%2001.JPG\" width=\"400\" \/><\/p>\n<p>1999 &#8211; Here&#8217;s me and Matt in New York City. What was I thinking with those glasses?<\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" height=\"276\" alt=\"9904 Karl and Matt in NYC 01.JPG\" src=\"http:\/\/blogs.law.harvard.edu\/snarl\/files\/2007\/03\/9904%20Karl%20and%20Matt%20in%20NYC%2001.JPG\" width=\"396\" \/><\/p>\n<p>2004 &#8211; Showing some skin<\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" height=\"270\" alt=\"0407 Karl at Herring Cove.JPG\" src=\"http:\/\/blogs.law.harvard.edu\/snarl\/files\/2007\/03\/0407%20Karl%20at%20Herring%20Cove.JPG\" width=\"395\" \/>\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>*Wow. I think this is the first time I&#8217;ve posted photos of Matt since the beak up (nearly two and a half years ago!). Should this be cathartic or something?<\/p>\n<p>\u00a0<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I got together with my friend, Jen, after work last night. We chatted (and laughed) for a few hours at my place then headed over to Hanover Street for dinner. Once again, we ate at Mother Anna&#8217;s. 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