Boris Hamilton Comes Through

Boris is the one person who (a) loves to have his picture taken by me, (b) complains about every photo I take of him, and (c) always makes a point of asking if I want my picture taken, too. He clearly understands the woes of the shutterbug. The undocumented life. The amount of my self I can't photograph on account of the unsatisfactory length of my arms.

So I ran into Boris the other night at The Tomorrow Show, and he went to his car and fetched a little present for me. See below.

Thank you, kind sir, for caring enough to capture my enjoyment of the nightlife.