"I'm sure somebody knows."

That's become steadily doubtful.

My tale's similar to #1's except I was a paperboy in the late 1970s for the Herald Examiner here in Los Angeles and our supervisor would roll up in the afternoons to the drop point on Third street and Wilton Place, deliver us our bundles of that day's edition and then crack open the hood of his old Ford pick-up where he'd remove a bundle of foil-wrapped hot dogs wired against the engine and set 'em up with a bag o' buns and condiments on the tailgate. Those were the days.

Now that I've had a chance to read the comments, thanks to those who appreciate the snap, and to those who feel it merits a bagging, thanks for the buzzkills.

I'm no perfeshunal. Just a guy who takes a cam wherever he goes, points it at things sometimes on the macro setting, and likes sharing the results.

-WC

Thanks much to BoingBoing for the shout out about my lucky photo. And while "Will Mann" has a definite ring to it, forgive me my bias toward my actual name: Will Campbell.