Holy Holly!, or: Christmas with the FBI guy

Hi, this is Syd. It's been awhile since my last (which was actually my first) post.

Sitting here in my eastern coast FBI office. The lights are dim, and there is a small plastic christmas tree (with nothing on it) on an otherwise empty desk. Well, there is also a dusty picture of former bureau boss J. Edgar Hoover there. Must have been a relict from the past. I love nostalgia, so I kept it. But that was it. Yeah...

Until yesterday! While roaming through the world wide web, I discovered... - what? The Holy Grail? Other insignia? Nay, better! I discovered the site of one Holly Randall, which is a famous photographer! Holy Holly! I followed a lot of heavyweights, both over and under ground. But this is gonna be a tough act to follow. But it is worth it, no question about it. But one thing bothers me: Isn't it tough to be more beautiful than all the pretty girls you photograph? No one has to be prettier than the bride, no one? Tough case, but...

...This is for you, Holly!

http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Holly_Randall