I am not comfortable being photographed. Click on my name and you'll see the only picture I've ever been comfortable with, half my face covered. It's not that I'm vain; it's just that when I smile and say cheese, I always end up looking shiny, frizzy, and about fifteen pounds overweight. Until recently, I thought this was my shortcoming, but it turns out that it's not. It's my mother's fault, and grandmother's fault, and the guy who shot my yearbook photo, may-he-rot-in-hell's fault. You see, as a photographer, there are certain courtesies you owe your subjects, and there are certain steps you can take to ensure their happiness.