Alright... If you aren't already aware of this, I was issued an award from Lydia Kang the other day. (Thank, you again, Lydia!!)
On Friday I wrote about winning the award and my acceptance speech, etc. If you haven't already read it, you might want to take a minute and do that, so you don't get lost and all.
Don't worry, we'll wait...
Some of you guys were diappointed that I didn't have/include any pictures. I actually got a lot of hate mail about it. My mailbox was stuffed with "letters" -- apparently that is how people used to communicate when they still lived in caves -- deriding me for doing too much telling and not enough showing*.
* That is a shout out for all my writer peeps out there. Respect. Wes'side. A'igth.
Now, there weren't any photographers around, unfortunately, so I hired a professional artist to do an authentic rendering of my day in glory. This is what Vincent Van Gogh drew for me...
Personally, I think he nailed what is widely being regarded as "the single greatest day in history." (I can't remember who said that, but it was probably someone really important and possibly not me.)
(Keep your eye out for that Van Gogh fella. He's bound to be a mover and shaker in the art community some day.)