Greetings Citizens. Today's image is a little blast from the past. Yes, that's right! That is your humble protagonist and his 1966 Pontiac GTO. Note the sleek lines... not the car, silly readers, me! And check out that mop of hair. I think that picture has got to be thirty years old. Where has the time gone?

Well, my calf still hurts like h$%&. I had two kiddie games today. They hid me in the middle so I didn't have to do too much running. I came home and got it elevated while I watched the White Sox win. And I saw my beloved Cougar lose yet again in the waning minutes. Again, poor play-calling down the stretch cost them the game. It's gut-wrenching to watch them.

One of my fellow officials in today's games is in training to become a priest. I don't know how we got on the subject but we got into a discussion about Andres Serrano's Piss Christ. Needless to say, I wasn't able to convince the dear padre of the beauty in the image. He was surprised when I told him I was both an artist and a Catholic and that I enjoy the image. Is it controversial? Sure. You can find an interesting poem about the image here.