I am getting downright SICK of being compared to people's papaws. I am a young, virile, confident heterosexual with a persistent limp. What's left of my hair is prematurely gray. Why, just the other day, I was walking along, MINDING MY OWN BUSINESS as usual, when a lovely lady in her late teens offered me her photograph. Or asked me to take her photograph...one or the other...she mumbled a lot. Oh, well, never mind. I got a cool little camera out of the deal!