Year 50 Day 47

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My wife and I, smiling for a selfie in front of a painting of Wilbert Andell Anderson, depicted as a creepy-looking gaunt white man with a brown goatee wearing a blue t-shirt and backwards baseball cap and holding a fishing rod; his eyes are hooded and he has a slight smirk, as if he’s sizing you up and deciding he could easily dispose of you where you wouldn’t be found anytime soon.

Day 47: Tomorrow is our anniversary, so we decided to run off to the Bothell McMenamin’s for the night. We got to listen to some nice music from the courtyard, had a great meal at a local restaurant (not one of the ones here; none of their menus looked right to us for tonight, but The Cottage was excellent), and have some good chocolates and champagne in the room. The room on the whole is cute…except for the painting of this location’s namesake, Wilbert Andell Anderson, who looks like a creepy backwoods redneck badly cosplaying his just-discovered Viking ancestry, and who is staring directly at the bed.

Bonus photo: the full painting.

The full painting of Wilbert Andell Anderson, depicted as a creepy-looking gaunt white man with a brown goatee wearing a blue t-shirt and backwards baseball cap and holding a fishing rod; his eyes are hooded and he has a slight smirk, as if he’s sizing you up and deciding he could easily dispose of you where you wouldn’t be found anytime soon. He is standing in front of a canoe with a Viking-style dragon prow; an axe with Nordic etchings is attached to the boat, and there is a shield in the bottom of the boat next to the fish that have been caught. Wilber is holding a horn of mead, and has several belts with more Nordic designs wrapped around him. He looks like a backwoods redneck badly cosplaying his just-discovered Viking ancestry.