Today I was making my way through the crowded skyways when I noticed an older gentleman. Who seemed somehow familiar. I couldn’t help but stare for a moment. I walked on, puzzled. Where did I know him from? Was he an old high-school teacher? Did I work with him at some point? Was he a former neighbor? Or a distant relation? When the answer came to me I felt so foolish I had to laugh. He was none of the above. He just happened to be a William B. Davis look-alike. You know, the actor who played The Cigarette-Smoking Man on The X-Files. Yeah, I watched a lot of TV in my day. Much too much, in fact. But these days I limit my intake to BtVS. Naturally.