Lofty

the elephants

2006-03-20T23:12:00.000-08:00

Lofty witnessed a strange scene in the streets early this morning: elephants marching through the streets at 2am. They were all bound for the circus tents in midtown. Apparently, the trucks which carry these large creatures are too large to fit through the tunnel into midtown Manhattan so they walk the beasts through the tunnel and down 34th street. A lovely sight to behold; along with the zebras, screaming PETA protesters, the total chaos of the sprinting crowd and NYPD's finest looking dumbfoundedly on. Just another boring night in New York.

internet signposts

2006-03-18T19:22:00.000-08:00

Dear Reader - you must. we repeat must, watch this crazy video - at least the bit at 3mins and 10 seconds- it could change your life by making you rethink elements of your hygiene regimen you have neglected forever.

Lofty thinks this live action version of the Simpsons opening is pretty nifty as well. In our humble opinion it could have been pulled off a little better, a little truer to the camera work in the original and with somewhat stronger performances (i.e. the music director) but good for the creators for taking the initiative and making a piece with pretty high production value.

Prison Race

2006-03-08T21:34:00.000-08:00

Lofty is obsessed with prisions after watching 5 seasons of Oz in less than 3 weeks (is there anything that HBO does lately that isn't totally frickin' awesome?). So on the penitentiary note, here is a great first hand account of a prison experience. Kinda confirms on a micro scale what Jared Diamond in Guns Germs and Steel argues on a macro scale: that success is more a product of our luck of geography than individual merit (cheery huh?). Even if you don't have the time or patience to watch the whole thing, check out the rap at around 25 mins into the clip: high bandwidth low bandwidth.

Links a la Lofty

2005-11-28T14:30:00.001-08:00

No diatribes today, just Lofty’s latest and greatest gleanings from the internets.

The environment will be making big news over the next few days as Montreal hosts the UN Convention on Climate Change Conference. Did you know that we are the 8^th worst Greenhouse Gas polluter in the world and the 2^nd worst per capita –next in line only to the United States? Rick Mercer’s One Tonne Challenge doesn’t seem to be doing its job.

Lofty’s vote for coolest campaign of the week: environmental awareness through hockey. The premise: because of climate change we have seen a marked decrease in the days during which Canadians can play outdoor hockey. On December 1^st around the country outdoor hockey games are being held on ice and asphalt in order to raise awareness about climate change. Though this all suggests that the best way to grab Canadians’ attention is by appealing to the inner Hoser within each of us, Lofty thinks it’s not a bad angle. What’s the next campaign – melting polar ice caps threaten to water down Canadian beer?

In a strange New York/Canadian crossover, this Toronto Subway station has been made over to look be the spitting image of a New York station at a cost of $150,000 (fake NYC soot and sludge don’t come cheap). Apparently, Toronto considered leaving it that way.

The intellectuals out there should check out this interesting research project which maps the amount of money spent by the prison system, by neighborhood in Brooklyn. Unsurprisingly there is a direct correlation between demographics and the level of incarceration showing that “incarceration impacts certain disadvantaged communities much more severely than other communities”.

Note how many “million dollar neighborhoods” there are! Lofty thinks it would be interesting to see this mapping done in Canada with urban aboriginal communities.

And finally, if you haven’t wasted hours playing with this yet: The Baby Name Voyager, - have fun!

V-USA Day

2005-11-27T12:14:00.000-08:00

Lofty to fellow Canadians, come in Canucks. Red Alert. Looks like the Americans are hip to our plans: Reasons to Fear Canada.

Gobble Gobble

2005-11-25T21:41:00.000-08:00

The Macy’s parade was something else yesterday. Lofty had never experienced it firsthand and boy was he impressed.

Perhaps the true excitement of the parade is the sense of terror one feels when a 50 meter long inflated cartoon is hurtling towards you.
The feeling is similar to being on a rollercoaster; rationally you know it’s probably not going to kill you, but all of the precious instincts handed down from your ancestors are telling you to get the hell out of there. Turns out that a young lady in a wheelchair and her younger sister should have listened to those instincts as the M&M’s balloon knocked a streetlamp down on them. It was a balloon depicting M&M’s trying to hold onto a haywire balloon: Lofty can’t help but think: How Meta.

Today was Black Friday, the day after Thanksgiving when all craziness ensues in the mad consumer frenzy officially opening the Christmas shopping season. Rumor has it 'Black Friday' is so called because it’s the first day of the year that retailer’s books are out of the red and into the black. Lofty was on the scene to witness approximately one gazillion shoppers and tourists hitting the midtown retail district.

This lineup for the empire state building stretched a block and a half – almost all the way to Macy’s which Lofty guesses is the desired effect of the whole parade.

On another gobble gobble related note, as usual during post turkey dinner conversation, Lofty was asked some questions about Tryptophan. Wikipedia, that open-source font of all that is good and brainy, came to the rescue yet again. Turns out that Tryptophan is found in all sorts of foods: milk, cottage cheese, peanuts, bananas, and more. The common argument that it’s the Tryptophan which makes you sleepy after eating your thanksgiving dinner (rather than the 3/4 bottle of merlot your drank) doesn’t really hold water since, according to Wikipedia, turkey and beef have about the same amount of Tryptophan.

Fun with Fonts

2005-11-25T14:52:00.000-08:00

Font fanatics out there will love this New World meets Old World debate: The best ligatures for the ever popular chat abbreviations 'LOL' (laughing out loud) and 'WTF' (What the F%#*).

See also one of Lofty's few but favorite font fun facts: When Mordecai Richler died in 2001, a font was commissioned in his honor. Truly a sign of greatness. Looking at the ashtray the teapot and the books, one can't help but ponder which 'dingbats' would sum up your life?

The Pond in Bryant Park

2005-11-20T21:40:00.000-08:00

At the risk of spoiling a good thing, Lofty has spoken with a few of his pals who were surprised to hear about this, so he decided to spread the word via the information superhighway: In case you haven’t heard, there is a skating rink in Bryant Park! Yes that’s right Bryant Park. It’s called The Pond, and it’s Free.

Now, before you go getting all gushy, Lofty should mention that when he was there last week the chosen name was unfortunately very appropriate as the rink was covered in 2 inches of water. Nonetheless, the diehards skated away.

It’s a great big set up. They had to take special precautions so that the underground book storage of the New York Public Library wasn’t damaged. You can browse through the market or sip hot cocoa in the ice café. The musical stylings of Frank Sinatra and other romantic seasonal favorites fill the air. Each Wednesday afternoon, there is a session sponsored by the Rangers where you can get Rangers swag and even meet a player. For the lonelier of Lofty’s readers, the promoters promise a Singles Skate. For the parents-wanting-their-kids-to-just-have-some-good-clean-fun-darnit crowd there is a (cough) “Fifties Sock Hop” and a “Hip Hop Jam”. Put away the Mary-Jane kids: let’s have some fun.

That said, the rink is way bigger and quieter than its Rockefeller Centre counterpart, it’s surrounded by trees and all told it’s a really cool place to get your skate on. All you pay is $7.50 for skate rental: a bargain compared to the Rock with it's $13 admission plus $7 rental. You can go just to watch too. Some local show-offs are always on hand, reliving their glory days as semi-pro figure skaters. For a fee they’ll teach you too how to skate like Tonya Harding.

To Lofty’s mind, Bryant Park is a loafer’s dream and one of the greatest places in the city year round – the reading room, wifi all through the park, coffee kiosks and chairs to sit in and watch the productive people walk by – who could ask for more.

Lofty’s keen ex-pat eye noticed that the Pond is sponsored by the Government of Canada. Lofty thought it strange that - while Canadians endlessly kvetch about (or is it ‘aboot’?) Americans stereotyping Canada as a cold tundra hinterland full of igloos, dogsleds, and frozen Mounties - the Government still plays to this stereotype by linking us with sub-thermal activities in the interest of good will and tourism. Lofty surmises they are simply following a cardinal rule of marketing– don’t fight preconceptions, work with them. Maybe all Canada wants to do is remind the Yanks that there’s another country on the same continent - Any press is good press, Eh?

The rink is open weekdays 9 a.m.-10:30 p.m., and weekends 8 a.m.-10:30 p.m. Hustle up before the holidays because it closes Jan. 16 to prep for the invasion of the skinny and fabulous for fashion week. Click here for calendar of events.

Chip Kidd at the Cooper Union

2005-11-18T09:19:00.000-08:00

Since the release of his book The Cheese Monkeys was eclipsed by its unfortunate release date – September 10, 2001 – perhaps graphic art superstar Chip Kidd thought it fitting to release his new exhibition and book: CHIP KIDD: BOOK ONE, the night before the release of Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire. Nonetheless, hundreds of people jammed into this small exhibition at the Cooper Union last night for its opening reception. Lofty was on the scene.

At first, Lofty had a hard time figuring out what this show was about. An art exhibition? A history of the book cover? The pages of Chip Kidd’s new book ripped out and pasted on the wall? It turned out to be the latter. . . but in a good way.

The subtitle Of Kidd’s new book is “Twenty Years of Books, Sketches, Ideas, Etc. The Cooper Union exhibition mirrors this – Kidd has laid out an array of icons, drafts covered in post-it notes, original book jackets, comic books and lots of ‘etc’.

In part, both the book and the show are attempts to inform the audience that graphic artists actually do something. This continues a theme of Kidd’s wonderfully enjoyable novel The Cheese Monkeys where the reader and protagonist come to appreciate the brilliance and general stick-to-itivness of the people who fret over the designed objects which Joe Public takes for granted on a daily basis.

Like most art, graphic design becomes more interesting as you are led through the process. Kidd skillfully illuminates the multiple layers of thought, talent, creativity and care that go into the production of a comic, an ad, or a book cover. At the same time Kidd relishes in kitch and “introduces pop punk art into the vernacular”. The Exhibition is fun, beautiful and informative.

The section on Kidd’s meteoric rise to fame as a book cover designer at Knopf was Lofty’s fave. To be invited to design the cover of a book must be an awesome power to wield. A great book cover can make impressions that inextricably color a reader’s conception of a book (judging books by their covers may be a sin, but is a human tendency on which publishers must rely). In his early covers, Kidd used bold and jarring images, sure to grab the consumer’s attention. An author states “Do they tell you anything about the novel? Not Much. But who cares? I love them.”

If you are poor, leave your wallet at home; this exhibition made Lofty want to buy the book. Unfortunately, he doesn’t get an expense account. At $40, Lofty will put this on his Xmas list.

CHIP KIDD: BOOK ONE, twenty years of books sketches, ideas, etc. From 1986-2006 runs at the Cooper Union until February 4, 2006, FREE.

holiday suits

2005-11-14T21:13:00.000-08:00

Here's some smart invective pointing out that Starbucks considers itself more than the birth of Christ and Santa put together. My bigger beef is with Starbuck's blatant rip off of the style of Edward Gorey.

Tell me if you see the similarities too:

Starbucks is notoriously protective of their patents. If you thought that the Haida Bucks fiasco was over the top, check this out: Starbucks trademarks ‘christmas blend’ with a small ‘c’ and a small ‘b’ .

You cant even trick their cunning lawyers by using other languages – ‘Xingbake’ is the Chinese name for 'Starbucks' so they busted up that party.

So, fair enough; Starbucks runs around the country complaining to judges and the public that it is just darn unfair that others should profit from association with their brand, and that similar names like ‘christmas blend’ destroy their hard earned reputation by diluting their name. In fairness then, shouldn’t they be banned from doing the same to an artist like Edward Gorey?

1. See also: Anything else you may want to know about starbucks here.

2. See also: This fantastic starbucks’ press release: without an iota of self-conciousness it describes how lovely it is that Starbucks follows some somewhat tainted historic traditions in order to create its christmas blend:

"This is the coffee our customers wait all year for," says Dub Hay, Starbucks senior vice president, Coffee. "But if not for coffee's colorful history, we may never have had something like Christmas Blend."

A little eggnog with your thanksgiving dinner?

2005-11-14T14:16:00.000-08:00

Tonight was the first night i saw the Xmas decorations on the street lit. Is it just me or is christmas foisted upon us far too early every year?

Maybe other people are ready for eggnog lattes jingling bells and whatnot, but I think that the whole thing just loses the drama after a month or so. You would never build suspense in a show or political/advertising campaigns this far ahead for fear of risking a let down.

I suppose that's precisely the point: retailers don't care if you are let down because you've already paid up front, and hey, the more let down you are the harder you will buy next year in order to make it better. We can't stop the advertisers but why do we let the city put us in Christmas gear so early?

Crazy skates

2005-11-13T20:04:00.000-08:00

As I sit for hours on end in the impossibly fridgid starbucks at Astor Place, i watch the skateboarders and dream of what the kids these days call 'big air'. These skates are pretty crazy looking. I think they just made the Xmas top -15.

That being said, I, a relatively fit and agile young man, am still paying the price for rejecting the basic rule of physics as told by my girlfriend, that though one lay claims to being young at heart, no one, over the age of 25 may sucessfully learn to skateboard.

The main problem with learning to skateboard, is that you don't seriously injure yourself immediately. This allows you time to tell everyone you know how cool it is that you are reclaiming your youth, thus making the fall all the greater when you have to pretend you don't hear all your colleagues snickering and tut-tutting at the road rash running the length of your face.

I guess it's just wiser to let the kids in Astor Place dazzle me with their hair-raising car-dodging maneuvers. They are pretty briliant. Heck, I'm used to living vicariously and I'm happy not to compare myself to any person brave enough to ride on tiny little wheels on NYC'c potholed streets.

On the subject of Astor Place, the blogs are all astir with talk of the giant cube which is set to return to Astor Place tomorrow, following the completion of construction of the Sculpture for a living building (which personally i think is pretty hot). I look forward to meeting said cube personally.

See also: the great transformation of the cube.

time changes people

2005-11-01T14:10:00.000-08:00

Ah, the last Sunday of October, the day North America willingly plunges itself into darkness. We trade one extra hour of sleep (a real treat if you are drinking in a Montreal bar at 5am) for a winter of leaving work in the pitch black. So why do we bother?

First off, we are not making the day shorter but rather returning to 'standard time'. This is the time that was the norm pre-1916 when the Germans first adopted the notion of 'daylight saving time' and it snowballed its way through

Britain

to North America. Ponder the notion of standard time long enough and an implosion in your frontal lobe will likely coincide with the epiphany that it is really all somewhat arbitrary. I mean really: an international date line?

The US of A has decided to extend daylight savings by 4 weeks in 2007. Ontario, has decided to become the Federal equivalent of Lloydminster. Apparently the town of Lloydminster, which straddles the Alberta - Saskatchewan border, decided that it would follow Alberta and become an oasis of light in one-hour-darkened Saskatchewan. Ontario, since at least psychologically Toronto straddles the border between us and our more sophisticated neighbors to the south, decided that it would follow the American lead and grant its denizens the 4 extra weeks of light. The clocks will spring forward 3 weeks earlier and fall back one week later. It is an open question as to whether the rest of Canada will follow suit. I propose a test referendum in Québec.

Twice a year, Michael Downing does a spree of interviews about the book he has written "Spring Forward: The Annual Madness of Daylight Saving Time". The gist of the book is that daylight saving legislation is encouraged by an evil conglomeration of the barbeque industry, golfers retailers and . . . you guessed it . . . big oil. The argument goes that when that extra time is moved to the useful hours at the end of the day, people tend to barbeque, golf, shop and drive. Though the daylight savings time was introduced in part to save energy, in fact it encourages energy consumption more because people's favorite thing to do with their free time is driving in cars. They drive and shop and isn’t that evil?

Not really the most startling conclusion: after all haven't we already established that big oil behind everything evil. In my book, I can put up with an extra hour to golf, barbeque shop and drive in the warm glow of the sun.

*SEE ALSO: BENJAMIN FRANKLIN'S ESSAY ON DAYLIGHT SAVINGS

Shabu Shabu not not good good

2005-09-06T13:07:00.000-07:00

SO we are now trying to eat out in NYC, you, the fictional reader who as yet does not exist, will be seeing regular restraunt reviews as we trek around this city spending my girl's student loans.
we have had pretty mediocre meals in the city so far. Suzie's white chinese food hut has been the best so far, with good green string beans and an eager waiter who fills your water glass before it hits the table.

the sushi place, okinawa was not bad. they had this sunomono that was like no sunomono i have had before, it was like a flat dish with a really soya-saucy saucy sauce, then everything was sort of laid out flat and there was an assortment of seafood. Interesting but still not holding a candle to what i know to be the traditional ebi sunomono - baby shrimp and glass noodles ( i hear they are made of somehting crazy like yam, unfortunately there is no wikipedia entry so we may never know) in that vinegar sauce that my girl cringes when i drink the remnants of, and some cheap veggies thrown in for looks. The rolls were nice tho.

Again the rolls were nice at cafe shabu shabu but i just did not feel the love on the shabu shabu. I though it was shabby shabby (you didnt expect me to hold back on that one did you really?) For the uninitiated (as i was until yesterday), shabu shabu is like hot pot without the exciting flavours. they give you a bowl of boiling water, and you boil various meats mushrooms and cabbage within said bowl. Because we didnt want pork or spicy soup, they gave us clear water with a piece of seaweed, to cook in. We also mixed beef and seafood, which made for a rather strange soup.

The shabu shabu has entertainment value but just no flavour payoff after all your hard culinary work. Further, considering the other options out there for the person who wants to pay restraunt prices to cook yourself, shabu shabu doesnt have the entertianment value of yakiniku, or fondue or raclette. Yakiniku is like smoking and eating at the same time, fondue is all gooey and romantic, tempting comedy to break out at any moment with long strings of cheeze and hot pronged pokers, and raclette you feel like an italian pizza pieman and heidi all at once.

well, onward and upward, well really downward and eastward. i will attempt to further report into the void what I eat. Hopefully there is some turkish coffee in my future,

alors, bon soiree le internet

Tall Poppy

2005-07-31T00:56:00.000-07:00

this very kickin vin is what those crazy down underers call a "PETIT VERDOT" qualified with a "Murray Darling" whatever that means. We liked it, initially for its label which had some art deco suggestions, the lip/couch/poppy picture, combined with the verticalness of the bottle.

I found that it actually was tall, - it kicked my teeth right at the start. Then I tasted a blackberry.

The beautiful cheyenne liked it more than me "at first it tickles my nose, then the aftertaste was well enjoyed, very berryish but not too sweet". She further comments that the combination of "petite" and tall in the title creates a great conundrum. Turns out that

The Petit Verdot grape variety is one of the six approved grapes for making red wines in the Bordeaux region of France. It is usually used as you would use a spice in cooking because a little bit goes a long way. Petit Verdot will often be blended as 1% to 3% of the total wine in order to take advantage of some of its most dominant characteristics. Petit Verdot has very deep purple color and a strong tannin structure. It is usually used to impart these features to the wine into which it is blended. Because Petit Verdot tends to ripen late in the season and is often lost to rains during harvest, it is following another variety, Carmenere, into near extinction in the Bordeaux region.

I did in fact notice that it did a marvelous job turning my teeth a deep purple!

gnite internet!

side thought

2005-06-14T22:11:00.000-07:00

seems every time i read some internet site that i like, like lifehacker.com for example, people are talking about forsaking the 'internets' and your blackberry and writing it all down in a little moleskin notebook.

while i think that such comments have jumped the shark almost as badly as the phrase 'jumped the shark' has jumped the shark, i do wonder, are people everywhere writing in notebooks that they have to forsake their lonely books for lonely blogs?

justice? hah!

2005-06-14T21:48:00.000-07:00

it seems that the main thing that the criminal justice system is interested in is remorse.

its interesting to find this christian ideal so deeply embedded in the judicial system.

For the uninitiated here is my beef: there are generally 3 outcomes when dealing with a small criminal offence: guilty, not guilty, and 'alternative measures'. Unlike as on Law and Order, where we find the ultimately useful and the infamous 'no contest plea', our criminals have to be guilty to be found guilty. Further, if you want to do alternative measures you must "take responsibility for the offence". If you want to plead guilty and avoid a trial you must honestly believe that you committed the offence. A lawyer, if you maintain innocence, cannot plead you guilty.

hen is anybody every guilty whole hog? Nobody that i have met commits an offence thinking that they are morally wrong in doing so. There is always some justification, otherwise I dont think a person could commit an offence. Hanna Arendt in the banality of evil explained the story of Eichmann - a simple bumbler who sent jews to their deaths, justifying his actions all along: if i don't act as minister of transport someone else will, i'm just a cog in the wheel, etc. If we can see that even the most gravest of actors would not have taken responsibility for their actions, why do we seek such contrition from the pettiest?

what kind of an outcome are we really after? the pursuit of deepfelt sorriness is costing untold public dollars, and is making the criminal justice system seem artificial and arcane to the participants.

I think that it is a band-aid response to the obvious deficienties of our system. Because we know that we can't just seek to impose punishment in order to keep people in line, ie that punishment/detterence itself wont be sufficient to convert malfeasants into law abiding citizens and because we want the punishment to be a catalyst for catharsis in a persons life, and because we know that this is unlikely to happen, we write it in the rules that they have to act as though it is a great catharsis and they have changed their ways.

Maybe the cynical side of me has taken over. if anyone wants to weigh in on this please do so in the comments. maybe others believe that there is a right and wrong and that some people will actually believe they are wrong - i just cant see it..

visit to the big city

2005-05-29T21:21:00.000-07:00

ok so not a bad trip to vancouver. On Saturday we experienced vancouver in all of its glory, walking on a hot sunny saturday afternoon around the stanley park seawall - really it blows the mind dunnit? It makes vancouverites forget what a miserable grey souless city they inhabit is for 9.5 months of the year.

went to "tangerine" near kits for breakfast, wow that is bad service, the waiter actually commented that my friend asking for lightly poached eggs was being too picky! She probably was, but that is neither here nor there! (boy it feels nice to be able to vent to the internet void, useless as it may be). Hours waiting to eat an overhyped meal amonsted the self-bronzing class. and wow are there mucho lululemons around that area of vancouver.

If i had the $$$ for a fancy website i would create an interactive map which showed the average lululemon density (ALD) for every area of vancouver and victoria. I know that women are happy that their butts look good in them, i know that they have colours which match your poodle's dye job, and i guess there are worse things they could be spending $ on, like botox and other viruses, but really!! They are spandex pants, no more no less. I asked my friend in mexico how much she would spend for spandex pants and she said '86 pesos Muchaco' then she said ariba ariba endile endile!- take that from and expert, only worth 10 dollars!!!!

ok now that i have offended a whole third of nafta, gnite internets,

day 2 - at the head

2005-05-24T20:14:00.000-07:00

had the privaledge to visit William Head Institution today. what a beautiful place, to visit that is. its interesting that such a beautiful place - people are treated better than humanely, people are allowed to pursue meaningful work or study and better themselves, yet its still prison no matter how you slice it.

me and the pretty lady often talk about the non-difference between jail and the navy: you are confined to an area, you are deprived of companionship, your daily life is regimented and controlled by other people, and you dont feel you own your time. in the navy you get shore leave in prison you get day parole. The difference seems to be that in the army you get paid and they can kill you. kinda wierd.

maybe jail is a thing of the mind, would it be jail if you just left someone in a community but made them wear a jumpsuit?

why do we do that controlling movements thing anyways? it seems that the norm is to treat a prisioner like a child. isnt the reason we put them in there because they havent learned to behave like responsible adults?

another point which i would be negligent to leave out, listening right now to a cbc radio program (ideas) on the fetishism of indian stuff in germany, man that is wierd. I guess im not one to talk dating a beatiful frau named cheyenne. in germany its like a totally sexy thing, i dont think they have a clue what aborigional culture is like here. the culture here seems to be one of healing and support, not about how luck you are to get to do the dances. pretty F ' ed if you ask me.

ok then, gnite internets
peas out

1.2

2005-05-23T23:33:00.000-07:00

ok so there were no fireworks, sorry to all those who i mislead today. Damn you cheap Victoria city council for making a fool of me. I think that the dawn and drew show has finally work out its novelty - it is just so frickin hard to catch up on all those past 50 shows. but really, everyone who has not checked it out should do so.

ok so the new idea in my head is this - some sort of clickable feature on google maps which links to a wiki site - the site would have comments on things "area hacks" like the best washroom in a public building in the area, audio clips of what the place sounds like, pictures taken there, tricks and free stuff. It could allow ratings and descriptions of commercial establishments and to stop the advertizers taking over you leave it open source like wiki and then the bizes have to work for your buck.

Gee I hope some brilliant coder reads this and runs with it. Get to it internet!

to bed
gnite internet

day 1

2005-05-23T20:29:00.000-07:00

well, i guess that i am currently blogging! hrrrmm,

today my girlfriend who is the most beautiful ever took that damn PCL to vancouver again away from me. Is this the modern relationship, never in the same town, never putting work and life behind anything? the day is further lame because no one will go to the fireworks with me - even though I have the best spot to watch vic fireworks from!!! (but im not divulging).

well, goodnight internet.