Half-Nekked Thursday?

So there's this guy, right? He's Osbasso, and he's the Grand Poobah in a certain circle of the blogging community of a tradition known as Half-Nekked Thursday. It's been going on for awhile and I'm late. But (aha!) I have an excuse! I was...dog ate my homework?

Now I realize that one of the guidelines is that facial shots be limited. Well, Captain Semantics to the rescue: this is a limited shot of my face!

Can you see the bottom of my chin? Didn't think so.

Sure, I could have taken a picture of my feet covered in Minnesota dew or a photo of my family-trait oversized ribcage. This particular image, however, has a certain sentimentality for me. When I study my mouth, I am reminded of my father; my eyes, my mother. My nose, a Roman. Pick your favorite Roman. I choose Russell Crowe.

This face is brought to you by France, Norway, and Montenegro.