Me, Yearbooked

Through the most amazing piece of web programming ever, I was able to yearbook myself through time. Some of these images almost made me pee my pants, and one is eerily scary to one of my dad's yearbook photos. I apologize in advance for any nightmares the following images may create.

1952
1960
1970
198019881998
2000

I'm not sure why I ballooned in '98, but luckily I laid off the ham sandwiches long enough to have a decent picture in 2000. Please yearbook yourself and share it in the comments. I may need a good laugh while I'm at work.