Y'oughta be in pictures, I say!

After a day of conferencing, I got off the plane tonight at 9, walked across to the other wing of the airport, took the walkway to the shuttle, the shuttle to the economy parking lots at the end of the line, and the bus to the furthest economy lot. A whole bunch of us got on the bus, and everyone but me got off at the first stop. So the driver and I chatted, and he told me that I've, "got a Mona Lisa thing going on." Said he noticed it as soon as I got on the bus. That I look like I should be in a portrait.

Um, hells yes I'll take it.

The end.