"That's what these guys do. They love you and then stop lovin' you."

(photo courtesy of The New York Times)

One of the people is this picture is my friend. Four of them are not. Guess which is which!

Seriously, how effing cool is it to have your picture in the New York Times? I'm mega jealous. And so proud of RL.

I wonder what I'd have to do to get myself in the NYTimes?

AG3 wonders the same thing:

I really don’t understand why the Times doesn’t run pictures of me at work. Yesterday I sent a fax (face down!) and today I plan on having a meeting about HR benefits (open enrollment season is just around the corner!).

Oh well. For now I'll just live vicariously through RL.