Coxe popping out at you

A good idea? Gotta give it to HWS for thinkin ahead of the curve in creative thinking in the admissions department. The only reason I didn't throw out the first brochure they sent me was because it asked if i was a hedgehog or a fox

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howdya like video games?

Figger I ought to write after James' un-fucking-believable analysis. And to prove him wrong, I'm gonna write about video games

My ex-roommate modded my nintendo wii so I have like 28 billion games to play. I'm making my way through them slowly, mostly in the early level and training phases. By the far the most arresting game is New Super Mario Brothers. It is a dastardly difficult 2D platformer, with dementedly hairy puzzles and a brilliant bend towards multiplayer. If anyone is as obsessed with the Nintendo formula as I am you will understand that making Mario multiplayer is a goddamn revolution. Dynamism pops, and both co-op and competitive gameplay is around every bend, with each moment throwing something wild at you.

It's an extremely interesting blend of throwbacks when you look at it. The board layout directly resembles SMB3, with the world progression so far identical (grass, desert, ice) and power-ups available from the board screen (ice flowers and penguin suits make sparkling debuts here). However, I feel as though there is a terrific re-introduction of SMB1 in the mostly horizontal layout and speed-through feel that one achieves. Nonetheless, Super Mario World definitely shows through with the puzzle elements, the Koopa kids, the inclusion of Yoshi and the general artistic look. I feel the latter is one setback of the game which I feel is lacking in power and innovation. When you could have one tenth of the whimsical magic Super Mario Galaxy had, you have repetitive platforms and boring backgrounds. I never forget that the Wii is an inferior system.

Which leads me to my next game: The Conduit. I almost bought this game before I realized I can get any game I want for free through this pirate system. The reviews threw it up as one of the best shooters for the Wii (no surprise, what's the fucking competition?), considering the Wiimote's aptitude in this field and the revolution in customization (tweaking can and may occur constantly). Once again, in character models, board repetition, and enemy AI, this game is a disappointment but there are some puzzle elements to be enjoyed. I'm only one level deep, though and I look forward to some interesting weapons.

I'm picking up Excite Bots: Trick Racing. Still very early on, I feel like this is a diamond in the rough. Fast and fun, with lots of style and replay value (many purchasable and unlockable elements) this game may catch more of my attention once I get a little more into it. Multiplayer has not yet been experienced, though (and may not be an option! Hard to believe, but hard to find: I doubt it's an unlockable...)

Wii Sports Resort is a fun diversion and a great crowd pleaser. Fencing definitely gets your claws out, but it can revert into thoughtless slashing with no formula to a proper fight. Flight is cute but slightly pointless, and the dog-fight option doesn't really hash out. Jet-ski is fun and challenging. I look forward to beating my high score from the first time I played it. Ping Pong is certainly masterable considering spin is an element, but there's only so much you can play, right? This goes for most of the modes here, especially the more repetitive ones like canoeing, wakeboarding and biking. A major winner in my eyes, is Frisbee (don't act so surprised). Frisbee Golf has an 18 hole course that I haven't dove into but it is responsive, challenging, and fucking sick when you (I) get a hole in one.

No More Heroes has style up the wazoooooo and a terrific script but it seems as though it is very limited on the action and exploration side of things.

House of the Dead: Overkill is a fun, easy shooter with a terrible terrible terrible script attempt at a pulpy B movie.

Lost Winds 2 is supposed to be amaaaaaazing but I haven't started it yet.

I look forward to booting up Trauma Center: New Blood with a co-surgeon at my side. Any takers?

goddamn i love these guys

Watch this video then come to new york in a month to see one of the funniest movies ive seen all year: mystery team

YouTube - Boy Band

Coupla good movies

After barely making it to the theater in the past 4 months and totally failing at my netflix queue, I saw a few good movies over the past month.

(500) days of summer was the least satisfying, with characters who are barely quirky, clever or interesting enough to drive a romantic comedy, but they threw the rom-com formula out the window and paid a funny hobo to kick it around a little. Joseph Gordon-Levitt has had some great roles in recent films (The Lookout, Stop-Loss, and my favorite film of 2007, Brick), but the underwhelming character and his flawed choices made him repulsive. Zooey Deschanel smirked her way through this one again, as the unreachable, passionless, but jawsomely-hipsterific secretary. The timeline of their 500 day relationship jumbles all over the place and makes this film quirky and a bit of a head-scratcher, but the conclusion was surprisingly satisfying, considering how much it kicks around movie conventions. It is also the first film in recent memory that portrays Los Angeles beautifully and respectfully.

"In a Lonely Place" is a terrific Humphrey Bogart thriller from 1950, being shown at a retrospective of Nicholas Ray (director of Rebel Without a Cause among others). The dialog pops like crazy early on, when Dixon Steele (Bogart), a cynical, disliked but bankable Hollywood screenwriter is accused of murdering a checkroom girl. His best friend is the officer assisting the investigation, and his manager is the sheistiest stereotyped Hollywood Jew. A new neighbor (a tight-sweatered Gloria Grahame) comes into his life and the movie takes a terrifically lovey-dovey turn, and Bogart can be seen smiling for the eighth time in his career. Ray's career was largely affected by the blacklist period, so the anxiety, distrust, and paranoia of the day is brilliantly portrayed throughout as it reaches it's breakneck conclusion.

"The Last Winter" is a stunning psychological/supernatural/environmental horror film that I liked enormously although I admit I have the least experience with horror films out of any genre. This is a story of an Alaska drilling outpost in a murky area on a murky mission (disclaimer: this is the heaviest chunk of enviro-guilt). There is serious drama early on as balls-bigger-than-his-brain Pollock (Ron Perlman, duh), the leader of the pack, returns to his mostly loyal team to confront Hoffman, the government scientist who stands as a barrier to the mission. Pollock basically barks orders and forced bonds of loyalty to the rest of his crew which includes the requisite pothead/mechanic (Kevin Corrigan who I get to work with soon SWEEEET), Maxwell, his little nephew whose cracking under the pressure, and Abby, the only female aside from the motherly nurse Dawn. Oh, there's also a silent Native American dude who reproduces the crying Indian commercial nearly perfectly. Abby and Hoffman got a little romance goin on, which pisses off Pollock and actually works me up a bit too: the conventional horror movie female role is totally untouched here, as she provides absolutely no purpose in the formula aside from sexual release, a calming tone and perfect hair (Spoiler Alert: She is left stranded and helpless in a utility closet, whining into a radio). The enviro-guilt is laid on heavy during Hoffman's voiceovers of how we fucked up hard and the Earth is gonna kill us. This occurs over some compelling and freaky montage edits, created by the director/producer/character actor/man of many hats Larry Fessenden (whom I've had the pleasure of working with before and again soon). Maxwell goes off the deep end and some bizarre, creepy and incredibly well-executed deaths, disappearances and breakdowns occur. There are a few explanations for why--some of them are satisfying in their invisibility and some are clunky in the CGI representations. Obviously, the entertaining factors of "The Last Winter" are not in the Why but in the How. Shit gets freaky, there are explosions and hallucinations and it's all pretty badass. Netflixit.

~J

C'moooooon

Nick is gonna be here on Saturday. Andrew is moving here in August. Peter has a new place in...Queens...when are the rest of you chumps coming to New York?

Inversely, I'm very willing to visit Boston sometime this summer. Any draws?

Your love,
Your life,
Your dude,
Yeah
Jonah

Metroid times Team Ninja=semen explosions in the far corners of the galaxy

IGN Video: Metroid: Other M Nintendo Wii Trailer - E3 2009: Trailer

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Too bad I packed my Wii away a few weeks ago when I realized I'd succumbed to scampering around as a tarantula for video game "entertainment"

Bike Ride

I'm going for a bike ride. Y'all should join me

Doing Things

Yeah I haven't posted in a while either...crazy spring season=working almost every day (fuck off Jonah, I work every day) at a very high energy, high mobility job. Mostly dealing with small people who have big energy and many demands.

I'm also finished with a black hole of time and effort--

The Tourfather

We gave them a tour they could not refuse

Also, my blog is back up. Subway Non-Fiction

Love,
Boner

PS its the end of a new school year? Who's moving to new york city to pursue dreams and drunken nights and great bands of summer?

Just Tryin' to Have a Weird Time

Remember that? haha, yeah. So I got a text message from Ken a couple weeks ago. I was about to go to bed, when I recieved these words: Hey Jonah. I'm just letting everyone close to me know that it has taken me a long time to figure what who I am and that person is a homosexual and I am proud.

I didn't know whether it was a joke or not, so in order to play it safe, I responded: Terrific! Always happy to hear positive news. When are you coming to New York to celebrate? I figured it was smart to stick with positivity which can teeter on the brink irony and sincerity depending on the truth behind the original message.

I told my girlfriend about it, and being the idealist san-francisco homo-loving hippie she is, she was happy to hear about Ken's coming out of the closet and was surprised at my suggestion that this could be a joke. So I sat in ambiguity about Ken's sexual preference for a while. I mean he's a weird dude, y'know?

It turned out that Peter and some Narc wrote this message to me. I was a little weirded out about the whole deal, being taken a fool and considering one of my best friends from college made a life-altering decision and looking back at our relationship in retrospect, but then i got to thinking...we could have all benefited from a gay friend!

First of all, the joke quotient would've been huge. I mean we've all really taken the Jew jokes for granted, what with Andrew and I being such good sports. We've also been pretty lucky to have Matt Nye around but lord knows THAT gets old after a while. Wouldn't it be bitchin to explore the world of gay jokes with an actual gay friend?! Second of all, think of all the super-cool gay night clubs we could go to, y'know, just to make Ken feel comfortable. Finally, and most obviously, the emotionally detached and free anal sex is the ultimate plus to it all.

Crucial Omissions From: A Story You Might Know

When the cops+fire truck arrived, we threw the empties into the lake. One of the cops told me to jump into the water and fetch them, which is certainly one of the stupidest things a cop has ever told an inebriated college student. Nonetheless, I started to strip, fantasizing about the opportunity to swim to the other side and evade justice, but he took back his order and lined us up. We were all given a speech about the future; particularly our future. This speech ended with a really meaningful pause before the striking words "Go to your fate".
We started to walk back up the hill when I saw Ari behind some bushes whispering "Are they gone?"
I responded "No" and tried to wave her away as discreetly as possible but she must have seen this as a sign to reveal herself. It was at this point that she was booked.
When we were finally back at South Main, about to be released, one of the cops made the uncanny observation that i was wearing a bulky backpack with lots of things in it. Those things turned out to be full beer cans. They made us pour out the beer in the driveway of the Purple House. We then went to our fate.

Andrews coming to Brooklyn this weekend. These guys are playing at an ill spot in Manhattan, Santos Party House. It's $10. Show up
http://www.myspace.com/hypnoticbusiness

My day yesterday (Life)

It's the busy spring season, which means I had to wake up at around 7 yesterday to be in the city for a 9am tour. It was a great group with tons of energy from Wisconsin and I was excited about taking them on an extended walk through central park; the first time I've been able to do this this year. They were a choir and did a really lovely rendition of star spangled banner for a jazz saxophonist who was performing in the middle of the park. Afterwards they were excited to go through Harlem, which is really hard to make interesting. I've always thought I had enough material to make it cool for kids who are interested, but this is rarely the case. The most you can do is make rural American students feel guilty about not knowing African American history. This applies even to the engaged Music groups. I ran out of content halfway through. The same thing happened as I came down the East side of the Park, and that's when I really started sweating.
Nonetheless, when I finished at noon, they were so grateful to have me as their guide and I recieved a tip from the company as well as a cash tip from the tour leader and another small cash tip from another parent in the group. Somewhat bewildered, I got some really heavy thai food and an equally heavy pumpkin spice square from a bakery and ate lunch in Central Park. My next tour was at 2 so I had plenty of time to chill, play GTA: Chinatown wars and even take a nap if i wanted to. I guess I spent too much time hunched over my nintnedo ds because i didn't feel particularly relaxed when 2 rolled around.
This next tour was a 3 bus move for a 2 hour tour, which is a pretty cramped amount of time with late afternoon traffic. My Dad was the lead guide, meaning he was supposed to have all the information, but he didn't have any. I connected with the group leader who was frazzled, running half an hour late and wanted to see everything. I told her we would have to time for Central Park and maybe a bit of 5th avenue before going their 4pm dinner reservation at planet hollywood (you know a group has poor planning when the only dinner reservation they could get is for 4pm).
The kids were from Richmond, Virginia, and generally, dicks. Making gay jokes and siren noises to passing joggers and bikers they were pretty damn immature and I'm glad i wasn't with them for longer than 90 minutes.
I went home and decided to take a nap at about 6pm before a relaxed friday night. Maybe I'd go see a movie. I woke up at 10:45 with 3 missed calls from my girlfriend. Terribly upset, thinking that I was mad at her, with some miscommunication about an idea that we were going to hang out, she suggested that we shouldn't see each other any more. I was quick to realize that she was in a bit of an emotional fit that had little to do with me and more to do with chemical cycles and the fact that the electricity has been shut off in her apartment for the past two nights. I told her to come over.
When she arrived, she apologized for overreacting and brought beer, cookies and leftover indian food. We watched bits and pieces of the last two Matrix movies and slept in.

Punchline: you know its a recession when you're picking up chicks because you have electricity at your place.

Coming Soon to a Theater Near You

I saw two GREAT movies this week I think you all will like. Except maybe Lauren. The first one was Mystery Team and I may have shown the preview to many of you. This is my favorite comedy group, Derrick Comedy's first feature (derrickcomedy.com has been pretty popular in college). I brought at least 4 of you to their balls-awesome improv show in NY and I think you all loved it. The film follows the exploits of a team of amateur detectives--18-year-olds who think they're still 12. Funny it's not as common a subgenre as you might think. The Judd Apatow machine has mostly been doing 27-35 year olds thinking they're somewhere in the 8-23 range of arrested development, which is starting to get old and sloppy real soon. In the rollickingly funny Mystery Team (like, miss the next joke you're laughing so hard funny) tightly wound comedy springs from the specific stunted growth of these boys in their last year before leaving home and being forced to grow up. That's what college does, right? Throughout the film, these guys rub the tip of puberty in the most precisely coined and unforced ways but nonetheless follow the satisfying arcs of character development, especially considering the audience (us).
Slapstick and gross out humor abounds, but in meeting and getting to know the Mystery Team, you're brought back to a time when everyone in your "crew" played an important role and displayed all the right checks and balances to your adolescent boys' club community. Jason, "the master of disguise", Duncan "the boy genius" and Charlie "the strongest kid in town!" play off each other with the most distinctly side-splitting timing and chemistry, it's no wonder the comedians playing these guys have been successfully ripping off each other for years during one of the most premiere time slots in one of the most premiere comedy clubs in New York City.
The dynamic between the characters are is successful that the mess of a plot moves along in a comfortable, organic way with few contrivances. "No case too small" is the motto of the Mystery Team, but when a buttery little blonde Briana, a 7-year-old pays them 10 cents and asks them to find out who killed her parents, the boy wonders are launched into messy action-packed conspiracy. The silly non-stop plot goes from the dirtiest strip club to the top offices of some evil corporation. Not that you care, as there is enough genuinely well-played suspense in the more action-packed 2nd half that it doesn't matter who's working for what union and what poison is in whose product.
Aside from the terrific elements mentioned above that keep this movie moving, you have incredible production values which really lock it down. Massive locations, sets, stunningly smooth cinematography and a bright clean look really helps to lock Mystery Team in as a surprisingly affable debut from this up-and-coming comedy team. One might go as far as to say the cherry-bomb finale is visually beautiful.
I saw the first preview screening of this film and I think they're pretty far from finding a distributor, although they did remarkeably well at sundance from what i've heard.
The second film I saw was closing at a small festival in NY and is slated for a June release. The Hurt Locker was the best war film I've seen since Jarhead and the best Iraq war film I've ever seen, hands-down. Recently, films on the subject of this mislead war have gotten terribly muddled down in the politics and ethics of (duh, what everyone's been saying), a war we shouldn't be fighting in the first place. This film is about an under-served unit--the bomb squad--and says, "Guess what, there are man out there doing their jobs and saving lives".
When Seargent Matt Thompson (Guy Pierce) loses his life in the terrifically paced opening sequence, he is replaced by the loose-cannon William James (the terrific and under-rated Jeremy Wrenner), a no-bullshit soldier who gets the job done with or without the help of his team or the rules. Sure, the lead character brings a hackneyed feeling, but first off, this is a war film and these are the characters who make this genre. Second, James' character arc, solo ventures and dynamic relationship with his team may send your expectations for a loop, although generally I felt like it didn't gel from beginning to end.
The bottom line is that James is the man in the 80 lb bomb suit in 130 degree weather swimming in the eyes of an occupied nation. Although this film stays pretty far from criticizing the Iraq War (one character blabbers inelegantly about how it's fucked up and everyone dies, but that happens in every war and every war film), the facet that keeps it unique is in the urban setting of an occupied country, one that never asked for US intervention and one that has shown it's discontent with internal violence.
But this isn't just red-wire, blue-wire suspense. In one of the first missions at an evacuated UN building, James strips from the suit, "If I'm gonna die, I'm gonna die comfortable" and scurries around through a parked car with a massive set of explosives in the trunk. Meanwhile, Seargent JT Sanborn (Anthony Mackie) is keeping eyes out for a shooter on the roof and Specialist Owen Eldridge (Brian Geraghty) is dealing with the paranoia and pressure of an amateur cameraman taping the escapade and eyes all over, gesturing towards the spectacle of massacre.
It was Eldridge's fault that Thompson, a great team leader, died, and he spends much of the film dealing with the guilt of his hesitation and obsessing with death. Therefore with superego and id clearly locked up, Sanborn plays a terrific balance in keeping his team in touch, intact and alive.
As the missions move on and the countdown of the days brings them closer to home, they get much closer. One dry, quiet sniper shoot-out in the desert that will have your throat parched and your breath short (with a tasty cameo by Ralph Fiennes) brings about a terrific male bonding scene. Slugging whisky and each others' stomachs with breaks for sentimentality, girls back home and over-the-top machismo locks these guys into each other in a most definitely modern moment: this isn't philosophy by candle light in a half-shelled European church.
Obsession gets everyone into trouble through some confused investigations and a muted but seat-gripping climax, and when someone gets sent back home early (you knew it was gonna happen), it happens with a wide grin of originality. Not only does The Hurt Locker bring glory back to the battlefield, but it does so with gusto, buckets of black humor and a return to the war films that taught us all what it's like for some men out there. Except maybe Lauren.

After the film there was a Q+A with the director Kathryn Bigelow (a girl?!?!). Check out the resume, and yes--she totally directed point blank.

PS I'm the man

POV Hot Girl

And I totally love boobs

I mean who doesn't?

literary adaptations in a new/right place?

So otter/video camera: totally cool.
Chimpanzee/acting like a human/seriously hurting other humans: also pretty cool.
Travis the Chimpanzee
This shit: sick
Dante's Inferno The Video Game
sicksicksicksicksick

http://www.giraffepartners.com/hardasnails.htm

I interned for the son of Richard C. Holbrooke, the new special envoy to Afghanistan. He made this awesome movie about this nutty unordained youth minister. It's a sick trailer and a pretty good movie in it's full arc (this guy cries soooo much, its a little ridiculous).

For the record David Holbrooke, the filmmaker, is not a Jesus nut. He just knows how to spot a good character for a documentary. He runs a film festival in Colorado these days, which is about "the indomitable spirit" but is really just an excuse to go rock climbing.
Telluride Mountain Film Festival

BECAUSE KNOWLEDGE IS POWER!

ps why the fuck am i retarded and am still having trouble posting videos?

The Collinizer

So idonno if anyone else is in love with the youtube videos Collin posts in his away messages, but I am and I've noticed how he hasn't really posted anything yet, so this one's for you buddy!

Fuckin hilarious. This guy was our president for 8 years and yes, historians will look back...and what will they see? Shit like this. Comedy.

PS how does one embed youtube videos directly onto the blog?

Things I REALLY like

Toasted peanut butter and jelly sandwiches

Blues Traveler

The NYC Subway

Irony

You guys

SEASONALLY unemployed

Meaning the month of January has been a whooooole lot of netflix (30 Rock=god, Twin Peaks=enthralling), not-great video games, a couple movies and failing to find a good date through OKCupid.com (except i finally found a real cool chick who's totally into reiki and not shaving her armpits--score!). I figured I'd write a bit about video games and how remaining a Nintendo loyalist consists of Nintendo saying straight to my face "I DONT FUCKING CARE ABOUT YOU ANYMORE! BUY TENCHU AND SHUT THE FUCK UP!"

I started writing a blog for a video game site a while ago, and found that my first three posts basically consisted of bitching about Nintendo Wii games, and then I realized: the only two game discs I bought in the year of 2008 were Smash Bros and Fire Emblem. These were the only remotely hardcore games of 2008. I started writing reviews for all the great WiiWare games, like Megaman 9, World of Goo and Lost Winds...meanwhile the rest of the world is playing Fallout 3, Fable II, Gears 2 and basically good games, meant for people who play games.

Let's take a look at the Wii games of the past few months:

SpongeBob SquarePants Featuring Nicktoons: Globs of Doom

holy shit i could stop right there, but lets continue...

Ski and Shoot

Pirate's Quest: Hunt for Blackbeard's Booty

Iron Chef America: Supreme Cuisine

Wonder Boy in Monster Land

The average rating for a Wii game in the month of January out of 10.0? 

A bunch of hippies cooking a boot.

So right now I'm playing yet another WiiWare game. It's actually terrific though. Sin and Punishment is a fucking riveting run and gunner that can have you on the edge of your seat during it's blood-boiling boss battles and most certainly laughing at the ridiculously pretentious super-Japanese story line

After one particularly bad-ass boss battle that ends with saving your friend, the hero says, "Silly! You could have just teleported out of there!"

Duh!

Subway Non-Fiction

is my blog of exactly what it sounds like. check that shit.

 

Boogaloo: The Gathering - Realms of the Unemployed Expansion Pack

So basically some more of our friends were interested in getting involved with the project, because obviously it is the coolest project currently being projected. Anyway here is the first round of new contributors, and each of them is special in their own way.

Melanie (On the Left) lives in New York City, and her main defining feature, personality wise, is that she is Peter's girlfriend, as evidenced by this picture, in which she is obviously totally interested in what he is saying and doing. Seriously though Mel hails from New Jersey originally, and her interests include such things as the fine artz (she can use paints and stuff), fashion, music, and pop culture. If we are lucky she will write about some of that stuff. But it's possible she'll just talk about Peter. There is a chance I will get yelled at for writing so much about Peter in Melanie's blurb. Anyway like the rest of these people I'll let her introduce herself when she sees fit, and until then you can just look at her picture and think about how much cred that flannel gives her.

Jonah lives in Brooklyn, and is less unemployed then the rest of these people, in that he is seasonally unemployed instead of full-time. When he's not busy not working, he works as a Tour Guide for his family's business, and knows more about New York City and Brooklyn than a book (Provided that book is not about New York City or Brooklyn).  He lives with family, and also Peter, I'm pretty sure. His interests include live music and happenings in general, video games, film, and travel. He's been to Hong Kong and Vietnam, and he is like best friends with Ang Lee. He's gonna write about I don't even know what. I'm tired of guessing what people are going to write about.

This is another Matt, who I'm gonna call Matt K. because the other Matt joined first. But in this blurb I'm just gonna call him Matt. He is from outside Pittsburgh, PA, but is also somehow from Japan. And he is dead set on going back there, probably through one of the "teach english in japan" programs. If for some reason that doesn't work out, he's gonna hijack a cruise ship a la Speed 2: Cruise Control and just drive it over there. His interests include Japanese Studies, Photography, Music (especially heavy stuff), and being a Vegan. Maybe he'll post some sweet Vegan recipes to compete with the other Matt's meat-filled recipes? Matt Vs. Matt Cuisine Battle? Real Life Boogaloo Iron Chef? More like needs to take an Iron Supplement chef.... I needed to give Matt a hard time about being a vegan in this small block of text. (Also he's unemployed)

Nick lives in Maryland right outside of DC with his family. He hates the internet with a fiery passion, but also loves the internet with a secret desire.  He is a man of fiery passions and secret desires, and he is also the third member of The Children & The Animals with James and I.  He spent the summer right after college up here in Vermont working on a farm, and is currently trying to get back to working on a farm. Or any job that fits in with his desires and pays money.  In the meantime he is sticking to a strict regimen of playing guitar for 23 hours a day and reading the bible for the remaining 1. (Really he's studying for the GRE's and thinking about the future.) His interests include guitar, literature (especially russian literature), sauces, and sustainable development. He may write about any of those topics, but like I don't know. Personally I'm hoping for sauces.

So now the team is filled out a bit more. I don't know why Melanie's picture is smaller, but I do know that the reason is not that she is in any way less than Matt K., Jonah, or Nick. How dare you think that, internet people? Maybe I'll make a "who is the best contributor in the expansion pack" poll. Maybe not - I never know what I'm gonna do. That basically sums up my life.

-Andrew