Maybe I'm getting a little jaded in my old age...

So, I'm in the grocery store the other day, trying to decide on what cut of steak I should buy to grill up for Ringo's farewell to bachelorhood. I know a little about steaks and such, but I've always wondered a little which was more tender, a porterhouse or a t-bone. (Not that I can afford the needed amount of either cut for the party... but if that penny I planted in the back yard sprouts into a money tree in the next few weeks we can talk...)

So I ask the butcher out of curiosity. He's a fairly dumpy looking little man who looks like he would smell like an anchiovy pizza, with two of the reddest cheeks I have ever seen framing his cynical smile.

"Well, they're good cuts of meat, sir. The porterhouse just has more of the filet."

"But are they tender?"

"They're both tender as a woman's heart."

"So I should probably go with sausage then..."

This is just all kinds of wrong...

I generally am not for games that make light of peoples mental instability... but this game had me laughing for longer than I am comfortable to admit.

Mardi Gras 2007/New Orleans Update

Well, this Mardi Gras I decided to just spend at home vegging out in front of the tube. It was nice to have the day off, but it occurred to me that it's been a while since my last update on the state of the city....

The city is definately on the rebound. There are at least 4 fast food places on my daily commute, and last I checked all but one of the gas stations had re-opened. Plus that, the algiers KFC finally re-opened this week, just in time for Mardi Gras. Still, there are neighborhoods that show little sign of life, most notably the Lower 9th, New Orleans east, and the Lakefront. All of which were the ones worst devistated by the storm, so I guess it's not really surprising.

More people are moving back into their homes as damage is repaired, and bitching that they don't get to keep the butt-ugly FEMA trailers that people have come to think of as home. Many still haven't gotten the money from insurance companies or the road home program that they need to raise thier homes to the suggested levels. Crime is a little higher than you would expect, as I'm sure the media has probably informed everyone reading these words by now. Still, there is a feeling of optimism in the air here now that had been lacking... I've only heard one mention in the media that Hurricane season is only 3 months away, which surprises me when I think about how paniced people were last year this time.

So overall, things are getting back to normal in our little post-katrina world of new homes, jobs, and lives. I'm begining to think that should the apocolypse come tomorrow, next February there would still be revelers on Bourbon street, alive with the sprit of our city.

Gotta love this town.


Oh, and the best news of the week for many of my friends now living out of town.... Jeager's seafood and beer garden has officially opened at their new inland location on Clearview... anyone up for a "big A" platter?

Breaking News...

Or in this case, not braking sufficiently... In any event, my younger brother is off the Cannonball team. Unless of course, he ponys up the 10 grand... then he can be on it all he wants. I'll even let him be HIM.*

(Sorry, Bro... I just couldn't resist at least one joke about it.)

In other startling news, I am not the father of Anna Nicole's child. Just putting the rumors to rest.

Also, Al Gore can kiss the fattest part of my fanny. Global warming is just a scam to sell more sun block. Not only was the temperature here in sub-tropical New Orleans in the low thirties for most of the day, but Poor Becca up in the northeast won't be driving her Porche till spring thaw after getting an ice storm.

"But Rob!" I'm sure the former VP would say to me if reading these words, "the seas will rise over the next decade by almost 6 inches!"

WHICH EFFECTIVELY MEANS NOTHING! So instead of walking thirty yards from my car to the water at the beach, I'll have to only walk twenty-nine... and then only twenty five to get back to the hot dog stand. That's a good deal for everyone concerned. Even if it was as bad as some of the over the top wackos are saying**, it means longer summers, which means more time for me to scope out hot chicks in bikinis, and more time for said hot chicks in bikinis to get desperate enough for a summer fling to go home with yours truly. Again, a win-win situation.

*this joke makes much more sense if you've watched The Cannonball Run, starring Burt Reynolds and Dom Deluise.
**Said over the top wackos are only 'over the top wackos' rather than 'respected scientists' dependant on who's in the white house, and what other polititans think they should be saying... makes me sick to see men of science used to further an agenda.

DAH-DAH-DUM!!!! IT'S CAPTAIN CHAOS!

The other day, Dave and I were discussing the Cannonball Run... specifically, how cool it would be to participate in such a thing, complete with wacky costumes, hot chicks, and fast cars. We even discussed possibly starting our own.

Of course, that was before I saw This. For the low, low price of $10,000 USD you too can have a wacky team reaching for the ambiguous noteriety of the fastest scofflaw around.

Anyone happen to know where I can find a corporate sponsor?

For those of you that don't get to celebrate Mardi Gras...

This almost makes up for it. I would be there with bells on, were it not that the local IHOP will more than likely be closed on Mardi Gras Day.

Can I get an "MMMM panckaes" from the peanut gallery?

Breaking News...

No, Anna Nicole hasn't died again. Does it disturb anyone else that the news channels gave more coverage to the death of America's favorite golddigger than they did to the death of President Ford? Lord help us when the drugs finally catch up with Paris.

Anyway, my breaking news is about how I spent a portion of last weekend putting new brakes on the Buick.

That's right, the 93 Buick now comes fully equipped with stopping at lights being more than just a happy suggestion.

"Doc Kahunah" can fix almost any car problem you see, so don't treat your lemon like a lemming... bring it to Doc Kahunah, and he'll doctor it up but good.

I have done literally dozens of brake jobs, and once you get over the intimidation of certain death if you should screw it up, they're pretty easy to do. You take the tire off, remove 2 bolts, take the old brake pads off, put the new pads on, put the bolts back, put the tire back on and you're done. It takes an hour if you have the right tools. The thing you absolutely need though, is a special tool to remove the two bolts I mentioned.

Fortunately, every GM car since 1970 has used the same tool for this... a 3/8 allen wrench. I got one at Autozone when I bought the new pads, but after I got the tire off, I went to use it and found out on the first bolt that the Buick is different. Inexplicably, it had a bolt that usually is only used on foreign cars.

So, I borrow a neighbor's car, go back to Autozone, face the humiliation of my former co-workers telling me that I don't know jack about my own car, and swap the wrong key for the right one. Finally, I get back under the Buick, remove the first bolt, and discover that the second bolt needs the tool I just returned.

I swear, my Dad could probably hear me cursing from his house 1500 miles away.

After I got over the sheer disgust of the situation, it was back to Autozone. This time, the former co-workers suggested politely that my school bus must have been very short indeed, and wondered aloud if the new job gets special money from the government for employing me. I took it all like a man, and just bought a full set of brake bolt removal tools.

Gladly, that was the last surprise the car had in store for me, for I was done about an hour later, and enjoying a celebratory beer. The Buick didn't take her 'surgery' well though, as evidenced by the two inch gash I wound up with on my left hand.

The Buick is a harsh mistress... she demands a blood sacrifice every time I pop the hood.

And so, another week passes...

Boy, where did this week go? It feels like it just slipped through my fingers like sand on a beach.

Damn, that's all kinds of poetic... I should write that down.

This weekend, I'm gonna take soem time out to try and make one of my favorite italian easter dishes, Pizza Gain (also known as Pizza Rustica). It's one of the few things I simply can't find here in the south, but I came across a recipie that sounds fundementally like Grandpa Ferdinando's, so 'I'm-a gonna give it a try' (insert cheesy italian american accent in the quotes)I'm also gonna do some research for Ringo's bachelor party with Dave and Drew. I dare them to mock my newly-golden tresses.

In honor if the fact that this week seemed so darn short, I present the "Time Flies" Meme:

1. How long does it take you to get ready to leave the house? about 30 minutes, 40 if I shave that morning.

2. If you commute to work or a regularly scheduled meeting, how long does it take you to get there? It takes me 49 minutes to get to work, depending on traffic. I hate my commute. I used to enjoy a pleasant boat ride and walk... now I curse at strangers that don't know how to step on a gas pedal.

3. How much time do you spend watching TV or playing video games each day? I average Two to three hours of TV, and an hour of video games. Mind you, that is an average... some nights I watch no TV, and soem nights I play video games for four hours streight.

4. How much time do you spend preparing/acquiring/eating meals on an average day? Hmmm... I never bothered to clock it. I would guess an hour prep time, an hour of actual eating, about 10 minutes of shopping (an hour and a half once a week averaged per day) and an hour of conversation depending on who I'm having my meal with... so that's 3 hours, 10 minutes.

5. How much sleep do you get each day? Too little. I average 6 hours a night.

6. Time for to tag: Anyone who forgot to mention my Birthday on their blog. (this only excludes my brother, folks... get to bloggin.)

Robbie Gras 2007, and the state of the Rob address...

My fellow citizens of planet Earth… another year has passed and much has changed in the life of your favorite charming and witty, but ever-so-humble blogger. I’ve entered a period of renewal in my life and have come to the conclusion that this year, I need to cross a few more things off the “needs doin before I die” list… to wit, I present number 10 on that list:

Do blondes have more fun? I’ve always wanted to know. So, last night after the game, I went to Walgreens, got a box of “Just for Men” hair dye, and this was the result… what does everyone think? I know, I know... but I couldn't bring myself to dye the eyebrows.

So, this year could have been better, could have been worse, but overall, I think I had a good year this year. I completed a screenplay, got a decent start on a second one and a novel, and generally had a good time all around. Things have certainly changed though... I've grown apart from some people and closer to others... learned to embrace parts of myself that wouldn't have occurred to me needed embracing and most of all, found it in my heart to forgive a bunch of folk that needed forgiving.

Yep. Definately a good year.

Some funny for a Monday Morning....

What has four legs, is green and fuzzy, and if it drops out of a tree, it'll kill you?

A pool table.

How many old timey gangsters does it take to screw in a lightbulb?

We ain't sayin' nuthin', see?

the Thursday Threesome...

Culled from the Back Porch:

The Thursday Thresome is a weekly meme of three silly but related questions... enjoy!

Onesome: Slicing-- your way through the fairways of life? Terrible metaphor, -eh? Do you have metaphor or simile that just drives you bonkers when you hear it?

The meataphors that drive me nuts are the ones I keep hearing about the 'Information Super Highway'. Like "My new computer is like a ferrari on the information super highway" or "that chick blocked me so fast I was like roadkill on the information super highway" There are no freaking on-ramps, toll bridges, speeding tickets, or billboards (okay, maybe some billboards...) STOP USING IT, PEOPLE!!!!

Twosome: and-- on and on and on. What's the duration of your 'long' phone calls? You know, the ones where you just chat and chat and chat? Guys, you may be able to pull an exemption on this one...

My longer phone calls tend to be with my Dad... once we get on a topic, we tend to talk for about an hour or so. It's funny, because if we don't have a topic, the call is usually over before he can ask me when I'm gonna start paying him back the money I owe him for raising me. (about 750,000 dollars at his last estimation.) Or about ten minutes.

Threesome: dicing-- up anything for the game this weekend? ...or are you taking advantage of the sales? ...or is it a case of "what game?"

I will probably watch the game where god intended... at my local Hooters. Of course, should I make the aquaintence of any beautiful, sexy women looking to give me an early birthday present, (that's right, kids... Monday is Robbie Gras 2007) I may not watch the game at all...

A Twofer Tuesday....

In this case, the last Two Movies I watched:

Idiocracy- I put this on the ol' Netflix queue at Melinda's suggestion, and am so glad I did. I LOVED this movie! For those not familiar with the premise... A regular guy (played by Luke "I am not Owen" Wilson) gets frozen for 500 years as part of an army experiment. The world he wakes up to is one that reflects a disturbing trend in our society: the stupid folks are out-breeding the smart folks. The result after 500 years of this is a world in ruin. Think of an entire distopian big-brother society being run by Beavis and Butthead, and you begin to get the idea. Filled with great sight gags, and the dry yet crude humor of Mike Judge (Office Space, King of the Hill), this movie was frakin awsome. Go rent it and tell me what y'all think.

Legally Blonde 2-Red, White, and Blonde- I was looking forward to this movie way more than I should have been, I think. I know it totally blows the whole macho image thing, but I realy enjoyed the first movie, and thought I would give the second one a try. I am so sorry I did... while Reese Witherspoon was great in the first movie as the girly, idealistic Elle Woods, in this one, her character was so over the top as to be embarrassing. Take my word for this and give it a pass, otherwise you'll just encourage them to make another.

Trek Geek moment: A bad sign

I was reading over on Star Trek.com about the newest Trek movie in production, when I came upon the following quote from J.J. Abrams:

"On the one hand, for people who love Star Trek, the fix that they will get will be really satisfying,'' Abrams said. ''For people who've never seen it or know it vaguely, I think they will enjoy it equally, because the movie does not require you to know anything about Star Trek. I would actually prefer [that] people don't know the series, because I feel like they will come to it with an open mind.''

So, the writer of the only Star Trek that will be available in the forseeable future would prefer that people are completely ignorant of Star Trek. In short, not fans.

I held my tounge when they picked the writer of that god-awful disaster movie wanna-be Armeggeddon for this project. I overlooked that he had also written the syrupy shmaltz that became Forever Young, the only "cryogenic defrostee" movie that threatened to put it's audience to sleep. I could even get past the fact that he was a major writer for the ever-so-confusing Lost. Why? Because he also wrote a chunk of Alias, which obviously had a huge respect for it's fan following.

I smell another "Superman Returns".

It's a Meme Monday....

Culled From Manic Monday:

Have you ever danced under the stars?One of the most romantic moments I have ever had was slow dancing in a field in city park with the Ex-wife to the music playing out of the speakers of the caddy.

Have you ever listened in on a private conversation?I am ashamed to admit that I do this all the time, particularly in restaurants. I do it to add color to dialogue in my writing. It still amazes me how intimate people will get in conversation in a public place, relying only on the “none of my business” barrier to keep people from listening.

Have you ever splurged on something you normally wouldn't purchase? What was it?Not really… I don’t believe in denying my baser instincts when it comes to purchases. If I want something badly enough to buy it, I just go ahead and do so without the “but I shouldn’t” guilt. It’s my freakin money, after all… I’ll spend it as I see fit. It was interesting when I would see the Ex struggle about whether or not to buy shoes, or a purse, when I would have just bought the silly things ten minutes ago and moved on.

Culled from Curious as a Cat:

If you could witness one supernatural event--whether you believe in the supernatural or not--what would it be? Why? This is tough, as I’ve already seen ghosts, ESP, and precognition in action... Hmmm… I guess would want to see definitive proof of the existence of an afterlife. One of my biggest fears is ny own existence ceasing.

What is your earliest memory? Why do you think you have remembered that particular event or thing? A picnic when I was around 3. I’m not sure why I remember it… maybe because I still remember my Mom being so happy to do it… but I recall vividly the red cups and plastic red-and white checkerboard plates Mom broke out for the occasion.

Pick a friend or acquaintance with whom you think you would like to start a new business venture. What business? Why that person? Okay… to be fair, there are a few of my friends that I would start a business with given the opportunity. The top two however, are tied. I think it would be just as much fun to start a comic book/media production company with Dave as it would be to start a Pizza place with Drew. Would that I could combine the two somehow… "Big Kahunah Comics: Free slice with every issue!"

A friday funny....

A minister wound up the services one morning by saying, ''Next Sunday I am going to preach on the subject of liars. And in this connection, as a preparation for my discourse, I would like you all to read the seventeenth chapter of Mark''. On the following Sunday, the preacher rose to begin and said, ''Now, then, all of you who have done as I requested and read the seventeenth chapter of Mark, please raise your hands.'' Nearly every hand in the congregation went up. Then said the preacher, ''You are the people I want to talk to. There is no seventeenth chapter of Mark.''

An interesting quote for your friday ponderings...

"People that are really very weird can get into sensitive positions and have a tremendous impact on history."- Dan Quayle


I should be so lucky....

Still more...Fun with Photoshop.

For your consideration... A picture of me with a few co-workers.

Now, watch carefully as.... nothin up my sleeve... PRESTO!
David Copperfield, eat your heart out.

For those who wonder about such things, the original picture is the bottom photo, which I took. Bossman Barry took a second photo of me leaning on the truck, and I 'shopped em together almost seamlessly... no wonder that the Inquirer wants something more substantial than photographic proof these days...

The best of Dogs of Atlantis...

The other day, I was playing around with the new Blogger program (Which I still dislike, by the way. Damn those facists at Google and their overly lavish employee perks!) and I started to read some of my older posts.

This may come as a surprise to many of you, but when I write for my blog, I generally don't think I'm very funny... It's not that I'm not trying to make a well thought out joke or two, it's just that I usually think I fall short of that magical little mark that will actually make someone laugh.

So, it came as a bit of a shock that many of my posts made me laugh out loud. In recognition of this, I've decided I'll pull a few links previous posts every so often. Enjoy!

Mission: Impressable.
What are you doing here?
Driving to a friends house
More about my love life... you wish.
To My Female Friends...
Letter to Rob, age 20.
Thousands of letters, all to Santa Claus (yeah, right)
The Generation gap gets wider
Life is short

A Meme Monday...

Something I know a certain friend will appreciate... (For those that don't know him, I assure you that those that do are right this minute chucking in recognition.)

My Peculiar Aristocratic Title is: Lord Robert the Villainous of Pigotts Guilded Sty Get your Peculiar Aristocratic Title

And now, a more traditional Meme:
WHAT WAS THE LAST THING YOU ATE?:

Odd Facts about ME
DO YOU SNORE?:		Yep.
LOVER OR A FIGHTER?:		Both... usually not simultaniously.
WHAT'S YOUR WORST FEAR?:		Death and Horses
AS A KID, WERE YOU A LEGO BUILDER?:		Huge cities on the floor of my room that my mom would complain about.
WHAT DO YOU THINK OF "REALITY TV"?:		"The Girls next Goor"is a guily pleasure
DO YOU CHEW ON YOUR STRAWS?:		only after I've finished drinking through it.
WERE YOU A CUTE BABY?:		Nope... I was all bug-eyed and stupid lookin.
HOW IS THE SINGLE LIFE FOR YOU?:		So far so good. Still a far cry from "played all kinds of palaces, Laid all kinds of girls..."
WHAT COLOR IS YOUR KEYBOARD?:		dusty black... emphasis on the 'dusty' part.
DO YOU SING IN THE SHOWER?:		As often as I can.
HAVE YOU EVER BUNGEE JUMPED?:		Something a Fat guy should never do, sorry.
ANY SECRET TALENTS?:		If I told you they wouldn't be secret, now would they?
WHAT'S YOUR IDEAL VACATION SPOT?:		A warm beach.
HAVE YOU EATEN SUSHI?:		Yep.
HAVE YOU SEEN THE MOVIE "DONNIE DARKO"?:		Nope.
DO YOU GIVE A DARN ABOUT THE OZONE?:		Are we talking the layer or that special part of a woman that makes her hit the ceiling?
HOW MANY LICKS DOES IT TAKE TO GET TO THE CENTER OF A TOOTSIE POP?:		According to Mr Owl, Three!
CAN YOU SING THE ALPHABET BACKWARDS?:		Actually, I can! Wait... That was a hidden talent! Now I have to kill you.
HAVE YOU EVER BEEN ON AN AIRPLANE?:		I prefer to ride in them than on them, thank you.
ARE SPEEDO'S HOT?:		No in every way I can say no to that question.
WHAT'S YOUR STAND ON HUNTING?:		Pretty simple... legs apart, with a gun in each hand.
IS MARRIAGE IN YOUR FUTURE?:		Not if I still have sufficent reflexes to dodge it.
DO YOU LIKE YOUR HANDWRITING?:		Yes... it's spunky.
WHAT ARE YOU ALLERGIC TO?:		Buncha nuts and fruits and grasses.
WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU SAID, "I LOVE YOU":		A very long time ago.
IS TUPAC STILL ALIVE?:		Sure... He has a timeshare with Elvis and JFK.
DO YOU CRY AT WEDDINGS?:		Not if I can help it.
HOW DO YOU LIKE YOUR EGGS?:		Scrambled with katsup.
ARE BLONDES DUMB?:		No more so than a Golden Retriever....
WHERE DOES THE OTHER SOCK END UP?:		in a separate dimension that also has lost pens and keys.
WHAT TIME IS IT?:		Time is an illusion, so this question is meaningless.
DO YOU HAVE A NICKNAME?:		Several. The one I like the least is "uncle Tookie"
IS MCDONALD'S DISGUSTING?:		tastes like maksing tape to me.
WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU WERE IN A CAR?:		about four hours ago.
DO YOU PREFER BATHS OR SHOWERS?:		Showers.
IS SANTA CLAUSE REAL?:		Sure... Paragraph 42b, section A reads that "No Elf can join a union"
IS SANTA CLAUS REAL?:		Yep. Owns the timeshare next to Elvis et all...
ARE YOU AFRAID OF THE DARK?:		not unless the lights are off.
WHAT ARE YOU ADDICTED TO?:		freebased peanut butter cups.
HAVE YOU EVER RIDDEN IN AN AMBULANCE?:		Yep, but not because I was injured.
HOW MANY TIMES HAVE YOU BRUSHED YOUR TEETH TODAY?:		once.
IS DRUG FREE THE WAY TO BE?:		Only if reality is too trippy as it is...
ARE YOU WEARING SOCKS?:		Yes
WHEN'S THE LAST TIME YOU CRIED?:		three weeks ago. Please don't ask why.
DO YOU LIKE YOUR LIFE?:		So far.
WHOSE LIFE IS BETTER?:		Hmmm... I'll have to think about that.
ARE YOU PSYCHIC?:		Not that I'll admit to it.
HAVE YOU READ "CATCHER IN THE RYE"?:		Yes.
DO YOU PLAY ANY INSTRUMENTS?:		I do a mean bongo solo.
CAN YOU SKATEBOARD?:		No, unless you like to see me fall.
DO YOU LIKE CAMPING?:		Yes.
DO U SNORT WHEN U LAUGH?:		Sometimes.
DO YOU BELIEVE IN MAGIC?:		Any sufficently advanced technology is indistinguishable from magic.
IS A DOG A MAN'S BEST FRIEND?:		Yep.
YOU BELIEVE IN DIVORCE?:		Yep.
CAN YOU DO THE MOONWALK?:		Yep.
a peanut butter cup.
DO YOU WEAR NAILPOLISH?:		No, cause I'm not Gay.
DO YOU LIKE SOMEONE RIGHT NOW?:		Yes.
WHAT'S THE MOST ANNOYING TV COMMERCIAL?:		the Chevy one with the divorced dad being dropped off by mom.
DO YOU SHOP AT AMERICAN EAGLE?:		No... they make nothing that would fit.
FAVORITE BAND AT THE MOMENT?:		Green Day

Tag-a-roo, I'm lookin at you:
Dave, Stacey, Mel, and Drew.

(Poetry! another hidden talent! Crap!)

Music Meme

Dave tagged me for this, and seeing as how I owe him big for scoring me that ticket for Saturday…

Itunes Meme:

Here's what you do: Go to your music player of choice and put it on shuffle. Say the following questions aloud, and press play. Use the song title as the answer to the question. NO CHEATING.

How does the world see you? “American Pie”- Don McLean
Uh… so I’m long and full of metaphors?

Will I have a happy life? “Captain Jack”-Billy Joel
One of the most depressing songs ever. All about feeling alienated and alone. Not a good sign.

What do my friends really think of me? “Born in the USA”- Bruce Sprinsteen
All about a loner that gets screwed up in Vietnam… but I tend to think of it as a “working man’s hero” song. I can live with that.

Do people secretly lust after me? A Ska version of “Time after Time”.
Awsome.

How can I make myself happy? “Rock-a-Hula”- Elvis Presley.
Lotsa hot chicks doing the hula, apparently.

What should I do with my life? “The Night they Drove Old Dixie down”- Joan Baez.
Uh, Drive?

Will I ever have children? “Viva las Vegas”- Elvis again…
‘There's a thousand pretty women waitin' out there… And they're all livin' devil may care.. And I'm just the devil with love to spare.’ Hmm… guess not.

What is some good advice for me? “Wheel in the sky”- Journey
And it keeps on turning : )

How will I be remembered? “Faithful to me”-Jennifer Knapp.
I can live with that.

What is my signature dancing song? “Cuban Pete”- Desi Arnez.
Equally awesome. BOOM-chicki-boom, boom-CHICKI-boom, boom-chicki-BOOM.

What do I think is my current theme song? “Everyday People”-Sly and the Family Stone. Getting far more accurate here.

What does everyone think my current theme song is? “You Sexy Thing”- Hot Chocolate
Awwww, yeah.

What song will play at my funeral? “The Promised land”- Bruce Springsteen
Not what I would have picked, but I can live with it. Or die with it, as the case may be.

What type of women do you like? “Hot Patootie (Whatever happened to Saturday night)”- Meatloaf, from the Rocky Horror Picture Show.
All about Nailing hot, easy rock and roll chicks. It’s like they know me.

What is my day going to be like? “Like a prayer”-Madonna.
Uh-oh. Better wear clean unerwear today.

I TAG—lessee… Melinda, Ducky, Dreamwalker, and my Brother.