All right, by popular demand, we are back with another ancient photo. This one is notable not only for my long-ago, long-forgotten sveltitude, but for the belleh exposure which is something Yours Truly just does not do. Please take special note of those marks--scratches on the glass? left-over cocaine (kidding!)? some kind of secret code?--just over my right ear. What is that, anyway? We hope this will serve to whet your appetite for the return of the Real Live Spitty . . . soon . . . ish.