Right there above the fold—in color—on the Sunday edition, no less—I'm on the cover of the New York Times. I find it wildly amusing—yet at the same time it pisses me off, because the story is so much b.s. 

Just wanted to pass it along—a milestone, I suppose—yet at the same time, there's a lesson: Just because some fools claim you are something, doesn't mean you are what they claim you to be. 

CRP