tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7146155020292950896.post-45095978860627232822008-07-29T15:47:00.005-05:002008-07-30T09:20:40.921-05:00<a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BhGctNVatag/SI-GLzmNefI/AAAAAAAAAVE/5g0BRXkQOmE/s1600-h/kiedis_Page000.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228545229787593202" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BhGctNVatag/SI-GLzmNefI/AAAAAAAAAVE/5g0BRXkQOmE/s320/kiedis_Page000.jpg" border="0" /></a><em>Age just looks better on some people . . .</em><br /><br />Admittedly, this one may be just me . . .<br /><br />On the left, an early girly-hair and baby-faced Kiedis. On the right? Seems to have manned up. Nice.<br /><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;">P.S. This post should indicate to you that yes, I have in fact run out of things to write about for the moment. But it's summer -- cut me some slack.</span></em><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7146155020292950896-4509597886062723282?l=betweenthelines2.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Angela S.http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261493096023686522angshul@yahoo.com0