I’ve had this bad-boy since college, but it wasn’t until recently that he lost the original creases. It always gives me pleasure in a reggae song when one person refers to another as a lion of Judah. It’s a compliment we should all aspire to.
“John, you’re a lion of Judah. I want you to be the best man at my wedding.” How great would that be?
ps: this is the second shot I’ve taken with the new camera-phone — nevermind the stupid timestamp.