Cheerleader With Banana--An Idea Whose Time Has Not Yet Come?

First impressions aren't everything. But they do count, and I take my status as Artist in Residence seriously. I don't want my new associates at the BAG to think I'm any more bizarre or perverted than I actually am.

The very statement of which is pause for a deep breath and reflective thought.

So I worry about the long-term consequences of the first shot from my considerable armamentarium being Cheerleader With Banana.



How much fun is this picture, by the way?

I may instead jump to The Annotated Murdoch as my ice-breaker. Or maybe my re-do of Big Maria I (Plane Too Many).



What? You thought I'd forgotten about that one? She haunts me.

She haunts me.