Gary mentioned his birthmark today, just in passing, and as always when these occasions arise, when Gary throws out things like “You know, when I was in that diving accident” or “You know, when I set my bedroom floor on fire,” I said, “Wait what?”
What birthmark? Because, seriously, what birthmark?
I think I expected a Gorbachov-level birthmark, but it’s just a little dark spot on his left hand. I’m sure it was noticeable when he was a child, but I knew that hand well when he was a young man and I never noticed it.
At his age it’s competing with age spots and that weird pentagram nonsense to the right of the circle. Plus, frankly, I’m walking around with the vestiges of my extra thumb sprouting out of the side of my right hand. Please, with your birthmark.
Now, though, if I lose him, I can say he can be identified by the birthmark on his left hand.
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… yep, that is hilarious. I’ve got, not a birthmark, but the teeny minimal scar from a mosquito bite when I was a kid (did I leave the scab alone? no. did I get pool water into it accidentally? yes) is on the back of my hand and almost as unidentifiable.
(I also have a minor-but-more-distinct-than-that birthmark; an approximately Madagascar-shaped one, smaller than an in-shell peanut but larger than a peanut without its shell, nowhere particularly prominent or interesting, though)
KC – I would hate to have a mosquito scar me for life.
It’s not very noticeable, but it certainly is undignified!