After intense public and private pressure, I broke out the digital camera and snapped a real photo of myself for this blog.
The tipping point was the nasty article on Page Six of the New York Post that took me to task for the lame stick figure of a block of cheese to represent me. They thought the icon of blogging needed a better icon.
My friend Swiss Cheese was not happy to be given the boot. He told me, as he was leaving, that since being the “icon” of my blog he has had to beat the fans off with a stick. He also claims he had an easy time with the ladies.
I don’t believe him. He hasn’t had “an easy time with the ladies” since high school. That was before he was befriended by a block of Limburger. He is still working on ridding himself of that stank.
Meanwhile, I also thought of using the following picture as my head shot:
Then I thought some would not take it for the humor intended – like the FBI.
