Thank you, Frank. I will use that image when I need to. I'm reminded of the Mona Lisa, both with that enigmatic smile, hinting of so much and saying so little. The cast of the eye and the irregularity of the dentition tell of a hard life, maybe a wicked life, and suggest why when he's around someone's butt will hurt.

For right now I can't figure out what to do with it. Certainly not a Christmas card, no beard. That guy ain't Santa. Maybe a poster in a 4th grade classroom reminding kids not to accept rides from strangers. And maybe not.

It's nice to have the option of using that picture. I have no idea where you might have found it, who may have taken it, or who may have posed. And I thank God I don't. And at some appropriate time I know it will be useful. Maybe after someone has had a great Mexican dinner.

(Seriously, that is one hell of a find. The above is all tongue-in-cheek, a bit fun to write, and I promise there is nothing personal in it.)

Arf