That's Bhatt

For me, watching television is like having a nail hammered directly into my brain, and advertising has long been the dull, rusty tip of that nail. But every once in a while, during the bi-monthly sessions of masochism where I turn on the idiot box and stare dumbfounded at the unabashed idiocy of my fellow man, through the same inexplicable tumblings of the cosmic dice that occasionally allow monkeys to type the works of Shakespeare, Dane Cook to be funny, and (very rarely) television ads to bring us things as awesome as Ellen Feiss, I come across a fucking gem like this:



In case you can't read, that's Ajay Bhatt. If you've recently enjoyed delivering the Mr. Hands video to your friend, using the Goatse Rescue Floppy, or rocking the stylish lanyard, secure in the knowledge that you are a fashion icon to all around you, you have him to thank.

Here's a high-resolution image so you can rep this bad boy on your desktop, courtesy of Intel.
http://download.intel.com/pressroom/images/bios/abhatt.tif