Some of you may have noticed I haven't posted in awhile, and I'm worried I might be losing readers. To lure you back, I'm resorting to the oldest trick in the publications world: swimsuit edition. Here's a picture of me in a swimsuit.
There are no indignities to which I will not stoop to keep readers.
As you might expect, this swimsuit has a story. My brother George went to see the latest James Bond movie when it came out, and was stunned by the scene when the new Bond comes out of the ocean wearing a version of the bathing suit you see below. George is straight, but very fashionable, and immediately ordered the suit off the Internet.
Alas, when it arrived, it was too big for his slender frame. He ordered a smaller one, and then wondered where he could get rid of the plus-size version.
That's where I came in.
He gave it to me during a family gathering in Seattle, and here I am trying it on. Fits like a glove.
That's Bond, Nick Bond.