In bed, alone, revved-up, with the lights out, and with tissues nearby.
Oh, I thought you meant how I was when I envisioned Cecil.
Dark hair, grey eyes, possibly with a brew in his left hand, dressed casually.
I’d imagine a cigar, but we know that he’s allergic to the smoke, and I’d also imagine him in suits, except that he doesn’t want attention drawn to himself.
Nekkid.
He looks a lot like gobear.
Like Harrison Ford, oddly enough. Wearing a cowboy hat on most days.
Happy
Like the lost love-child of God and Mark Twain. And I don’t even believe in God. 
Visually, sort of a cross between Vin Diesel and Woody Allen,
with a voice like Bea Arthur.
Like the kind of guy that pretends to be a 14 year old girl on the Internet from his mom’s basement would look.
Don’t ask me why.
As a dead-ringer for Morgan Freeman.
Sort of a Sean Connery look.
Mudshark, moejuck, Yes! Jerry Garcia, but with more liver left and, of course (bows head solemnly) with an intellect far superior to anything we have ever known or imagined could exist on our humble planet.
Clearly this is a case yet again of a feckless behind-the-scenes guy, lamely attempting to grab a tiny pathetic shred of the limelight for himself. It didn’t work in the Wizard of Oz, it won’t work here in the Straight Dope.***
So very sad… 
I’ve always envisioned him as Turkey In A Mortarboard. ( See bottom of that page )
Cartooniverse
*** And, parenthetically, you’ve got to admit there are a LOT of parallells between the two situations. 
I’m quite sure Cecil looks like Mister Weatherbee from Archie Comics
I’ve always pictured Charlie from the “Party of Five” TV series. I don’t why, especially since of course he must be a lot older.
A bright light, shining into the darkness of ignorance as a lighthouse shines into the darkness of a starless night.
Either that, or a turkey with a mortarboard.
Janet Reno, only shorter. Just a hunch.
How about a turkey with a motherboard?
BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAA
That was priceless. You gonna stop by and help me clean the Coffee Smoothie out of my keyboard?
Hmm, perhaps we’re being too generous here. I don’t know the number of radio people I’ve seen whose faces did NOT match their voices.
So, for sake of argument, let’s say Cecil is a pencil-necked geek who gets high off of rubber erasers.
Sort of like this, but with eyeglasses.
