This picture really looks like a caricature of me, don’t you think? It was taken just a few minutes ago, as I was stretching in preparation for going out for my Wednesday training run (yeah, it’s that time of the year when I’m running outside, training for the Seattle Marathon, at night in the dark, hence the bright orange windbreaker). When I took a look at the picture, my head seemed pretty big in relationship to the rest of my body.
Yeah, well, some people have told me I have a big head. But I thought they were speaking metaphorically…
Come to think of it, my dad has a big, as in large, head. It’s hard for him to get hats that fit. The same was true for his father. And, yes, I have a large, as in big, head.
Big head. Smallman.