The Husband's First Photo Op

On Tuesday, the Husband received an email from one of his clown alleys.  He comes to me confused. "Someone's willing to take professional pictures of me which I can then use to make a portfolio.  What's the catch?"  I look at the e-mail.  I can't find a catch.  (Isn't there ALWAYS a catch?)  "Call your clown alley president," I advise.
On Thursday, the Husband calls his clown alley president to ask what the catch is. The clown alley president gives the Husband the photographer's number.  So he calls her, she e-mails him all the photo release paperwork, and there's not really a catch.  We just can't sell the pictures for money (and we'd be paying for prints).  What an awesome deal!
So to recap: the deal was he show up with all of his different costumes, props, balloons, etc. and let this professional stock photographer take his picture for a few hours, give her a release to sell those pictures, and he can reproduce them as much as he wants so long as he does not sell them.
(Here is a link to the photographer's website.)
He had an awesome day.  The Husband said the pictures were amazing and he can't wait for them to be ready for him to download off the photographer's website.
Update:  Before this blog was published, the Husband received the beginning of his photos.  Here's one of them: