I've been accused of having quite the healthy self-esteem (see also, name of this blog, which is actually not a brag, but a David Bowie lyric - ahem), so it's not surprising to me that other John Hugheses in the world might be raging egomaniacs.

But J.L. forwarded some pics from his hometown car dealer that make me look downright humble.

When guys are into me, I have to wonder - are they into my prestige?



Are they into my, urm, performance?



No. I know what they're after: