Why, yes, that’s me ducking behind a giant cigar outside S.F. Deli in San Francisco with my two pals, The Fist and Little Aaron. Little Aaron is the foam board-mounted miniature alter-ego of Michigan buddy Aaron Stahdjkfhrghdyghdiwicz.* Aaron’s a character. He takes Little Aaron with him every time he travels, and takes pictures of him, with him, etc. Little Aaron got run over while in England, where Aaron was trying to take his picture at the famous Abbey Road crosswalk. But he survived to tell the tale — and take his picture with The Fist.

*Aaron has one of those crazy Polish last names with too many consonants and not enough vowels, so this is as close as I’m going to get in spelling it without looking it up.