This is me and leethomas at San Francisco's Fisherman's Wharf Saturday afternoon. Lee, his partner John and I took off from World Horror for lunch and window shopping on Pier 39. (John is behind the camera.)
I look like a mess, as if one of the sea lions that live along the pier accidentally stumbled onto the walkway and stood in confused bewilderment next to a human -- after two nights of hard partying, there wasn't enough coffee in the world that morning -- but Lee looks as dashing as ever. Just over my right shoulder (your left) is Alcatraz, still floating out there in the middle of the bay like a ghost. From the pier, it almost looks like a movie miniature, a model someone made to be blown up in a Michael Bay film. Which it was, now that I think of it.
Many thanks to Lee and John for the picture, and for lunch on the pier!