A picture of a tennis racket.

I think I handled the "sweaty" tape around the grip very well.



By the way - the joke is on YOU.

Here's one I did earlier.

Using an online doodling application.
I love it - it just seems to work.


I'm thinking Sarkozy - with that insufferable smug half-smile he puts on everytime he wants to act all post-ironic and meta-clever, and other neo-logisms with a dash involved.
Or maybe it's the local Greek Sandwich tycoon - which is all you need to know (about Sarkozy).

http://www.zefrank.com/scribbler/scribblertoo/

If y'all want to give it a go yersel'.

Narcissus

It's just me admiring myself.

With Photoshop.

I did try to embeautify, but there was a bug...

(I'm not embeautifiable).

EDIT.
I got a very irrate, not to say outright rude, letter from A. Schmuck of the Schmuck, Vetburger and Frietjes cabinet of lawyers delivered today.
Acting on behalf of a "Disnae Wine Buff", they complained that I failed to credit the above photo.
Somehow they worked out that I didn't take it myself.
Clever people, these ambulance-chasers. And very hungry.

So, the above photograph is copyright "Dafney Van Gogh" 2010, in all dominions of the King and beyond. Even, but not limited to, the ends of the earth.
The creative commons license does not apply.

This is true...

...only if you were the male lead in a 1980's medical soap.