These Are The Weeks Of Our Lives

February 1, 2010

It’s nice having cats, because it means there is always a subject for a picture-a-day, no matter how uninspired or tired you are. Here, Rollie makes things easy by posing behind the sun lamp while I was up and about with the 100mm hoping a picture would find me. –Schn.

February 2, 2010

Happy Groundhog Day! The only positive to take from tonight’s miserably awful excuse for a hockey game is that we learned that Alberta has it’s own Punxsutawney Phil — Balzac Billy

February 3, 2010

There was an accident blocking the road on my way to the doctor’s office, which gave me a chance to roll down the window and snap some shots with Ricoh Suave of the snowy woods. — Pk.

February 4, 2010

I got these stickers in the mail today from a certain sister who loves to shower me with squirrel stuff! Apparently, squirrels are the symbol of Cortina. Who knew? — Pk.

February 5, 2010

We’re all hunkered down at Maple Hoo, ready to get snowed in for the weekend. We’ve got Diet Coke, tons of stitching, and Valentine M&Ms. What more could we need?

February 6, 2010

We had this exchange as Schnookie tried to document Pookie doing gardening work today:

Pookie, while bent over to the cold frame to sweep off the snow: “Are you getting pictures of it?”

Schnookie, huddled under the eave of the front door, sheltering the camera from the snow: “I can’t really get a view that shows what you’re doing.”

Pookie, rising and beaming: “I’m gardening!”

February 7, 2010

Behold! Our masterpiece is complete! Our very own Chuck the Duck!!

IPB’s Web-Footed Friend

For those of you Gentle Readers who aren’t NJ Devils fans, this post requires a tiny bit of explanation. The channel that airs Devils games, MSG+, has developed, over the last few years, an informal mascot named “Chuck The Duck”. Chuck has absolutely nothing to do with the games, but the production crew seems to love staging flavoring shots of Chuck on the road, such as boating in Florida, eating poutine in Montreal, or posing as Santa Claus. It’s a little convoluted, but at this point, he’s a beloved part of the tv broadcasts for all Devils fans.

Way back on December 18 the brilliant and talented Gentle Reader Jarhead_SGT blew our minds with this homemade Chuck the Duck. After we recovered from the staggering sense of awe, we wondered, “How did we not think of that?” Really, how could we not have our own Chuck the Duck? Especially when we already knew exactly how to make a felt duck. All we would need is the felt duck, a hockey sweater for it, a hockey helmet, and a cigar. It would be a piece of cake!

We started with a prototype, just to hammer out the logistics. Using craft-store felt, we constructed a shockingly cute little duck, then draped him for his Reebok slim-fit-style sweater. There was no small sense of thrilling accomplishment when we realized it was going to work.

Our prototype was so cute, we hated just to think of it as a mere step in the construction process. But when we talked about it, we couldn’t call it “Chuck” because “Chuck” was going to be the real duck. Chuck proper was going to made out of fancier materials, and dressed, and his beak was going to be stuffed the way the pattern called for (a step we forgot to do on the prototype). We named the model MiniChuck. And MiniChuck has been a boon companion lo these weeks while awaiting the arrival in the mail of the fancy wool felt we ordered online.

Yesterday, though, the pieces were all in place. The duck-making factory swung into action. And after hours of trimming and sewing and stuffing and fluffing, our masterpiece was complete.

Behold, Gentle Reader: MAXIMUM CHUCK!

None! None more Chuck!

Chuck likes to bask in the glory of our free giveaway Stanley Cup banners.

Chuck wears the very cutting edge of concussion-proof ping pong ball helmets.

Chuck is a brawny manly-man, whose chest measures a whopping entire inch across.

Because we’re very proud of cutting out such a small felt Devils logo, here’s another picture of it!

Chuck smokes only the finest hand-rolled construction-paper cigars.

A Canada goose can break a human’s shinbone with the force of its wings. For Chuck, that kind of damage is child’s play.

Chuck can fight with the best of them, but he’s also got soft hands. He’s everything a hockey fan could ask for.

This Chuck might not have the glamorous lifestyle of the real Chuck, with his speedboats and his exotic travels and his poutine, but he has one decided advantage over his namesake: no Stan.

Fischler-free since February 2010.

The Planting Has Started! I Repeat: The Planting Has Started!

You learn something new every day. Today, I learned (thanks to reading Garden Notes for Seedy Folks, the blog of the Hudson Valley Seed Library) that Groundhog Day is the mid-point between the Winter solstice and the Spring equinox and that the ancient Celts called it “Imbolc”. Who knew? More importantly, the post about Imbolc included the following:

“…according to Eliot Coleman, Imbolc marks the approximate date when the days are long enough to permit plant growth in sun-heated protected spaces.”

Wha-huh?! Seriously? Dude.

I mentioned this to Schnookie around 1:30 or so during our pizza lunch, and by 2:15, this is what the scene on the deck looked like:

That’s right, we’re starting seeds! Lettuce seeds. We weren’t really planning on planting any this year (we’ve only grown it once but it was so hard to keep up with and we get so much from the farm that we never bothered trying it again) but then we got a free pack of mixed lettuces when Schnookie ordered bean innoculant. Lettuce likes to be started early, right? The ancient Celts want us to start something now, right? So why not the lettuce?

We’ve thrown off the tyranny of those annoying seed trays, and instead start all our seeds in leftover plastic trays that our fresh ravioli comes in. I love the feel of starting mix — it’s all fluffy and soft — so it was quite a treat to scoop trowel-fuls of the stuff into the trays.

We’ll put these puppies in the cold frame and see what happens.

Probably nothing will happen, but that’s okay! I know these things take time, and we’ll have onion seedlings going soon enough. But now that the days are getting longer, I really want to have a reason to go into the garden to check on something. Anything! Even if it’s just to see if the ravioli container full of dirt is still there.

And if nothing else, I had an excuse to go outside for a few minutes today. It was surprisingly warm for a cold day (or maybe the excitement of stating seeds made it seem warmer than it was) and the robins were flitting all around. We may be weeks away from having miniature seedlings to monitor, and months away from anything substantial growing, but today made gardening season seem like it’s not never coming back. Sometimes, in the darkest days of December and January, it can be easy to forget that there will be green again.

So keep your fingers crossed that our Imbolc lettuce grows big and strong! Remember, little lettuces, the ancient Celts are counting on you.

[Posted by Pookie]

One More Week In The Life

January 25, 2010

Day 1 of The Great Googly Eyes Challenge saw me pilfering books from the "leave a crappy paperback, take a crappy paperback" rack at the library. Our rakish hero can’t seem to resist our radiant dove’s dewy eyes, can he? — Pookie

January 26, 2010

To celebrate a big partnership my department got off the ground with a company in China, my boss handed out “Go Global” awards to the team. The awards were, hilariously, these cheesy little faux-gemstone globe paperweights with stickers attached to indicate our site in New Jersey, and the other company’s site in China. I affixed the stickers on all of them. And later, when no one was looking, I affixed googly eyes on my award. –Schn.

January 27, 2010

I’m trying to get back into the groove of taking macro shots of plants. –Schn.

January 28, 2010

We got our box of 64 crayons on Monday. We knew we were in for a tough week when none of us could correctly identify sepia without looking at every single other brown crayon first. It turns out the color of the crayon itself is quite dark, but if you color a swatch, it’s much lighter. After looking all over, we finally discovered a teapot that is the exact color of the crayon, and an elastic-limbed squirrel that’s the exact color of the swatch. Perfect!

January 29, 2010

As you are now, so once was I

As I am now so you shall be

Googly googly googly eye

Prepare for death and follow me.

– Pookie

January 30, 2010

After a very busy weekend last week, it was too cold to go out today, and had too much of a threat of bad weather. So we had a nice day at home, full of all kinds of quilt housekeeping jobs. We laid out fabrics, planned a new pattern (that we’re making up ourselves!), cut and pressed applique pieces, and, here, marked little tiny patches. All of those things are for different quilts. We’re going to quilt the whole world!

January 31, 2010

We realized today that we have failed to celebrate the fact that we no longer have to make annual visits to a certain place we didn’t like going to. So today became the day we observed not having to ride on an airplane, and not having to stay at a dingy hotel, and not having to not get the chance to order that pizza and get that bottle of wine that we always told ourselves would make the stay so much better.

Confronting My Fears, One Chicken At A Time

If I had to list my top five least favorite foods, I think it would end up lining up like this:

1. Banana
2. Seafood
3. Coconut
4. Dill
5. Cooked-fruit pie

I do a pretty good job of avoiding all of these foodstuffs, but tonight I had no choice but to collide head-on with one of my most reviled nemeses.

Ew.

How did it come to this? How did I end up with a refrigerator full of reeking, vile dill since Monday? What was I thinking??

Well, it all started with perfecting the method for roasting a whole chicken in Cook’s Illustrated big book of poultry. I love roast chicken, and love how Cook’s Illustrated has you learn a master method, and then gives a zillion different variations on that. And I love having a roasted chicken carcass left over to make stock with, rather than buying chicken parts (or a whole one, as I’m often wont to do) just for stock-making purposes. But I’m lazy, and don’t often make whole chickens for dinner, so after a recent especially delicious meal of one, I vowed to try each and every variation on the recipe in the cookbook, in the order they’re printed. I made the master recipe magnificently. I made the one with garlic croutons and swooned over its deliciousness. And then the whole experiment screeched to a horrifying stop with recipe #3.

Herb-crusted roasted chicken.

In other words, a chicken crusted with, among other things, scads and scads of fresh dill.

Yaaarrrrrffff.

But I couldn’t abandon the project practically before it even started, so I girded myself. I psyched myself up. I soldiered on. I could be brave and make one meal with dill, if just to reassure myself that I hate the stuff.

My weekly grocery run happens on Mondays, and this week’s Monday was a doozy. I had to walk all over tarnation in the torrential rain, then spent my entire wildly hectic day at work with cold, damp socks, then had to go to the store, and then, when I finally got home, exhausted and wearing clammy socks, I accidentally crushed the grocery bag with the produce in it against the doorjamb while staggering into the front hall. The capper to my terrible day was getting the full-on blast o’ dill smell from the bag. ::Shudder:: It smelled just as bad as I remembered.

Chicken night was going to be Thursday, so that meant having to smell that horrible stench of dill every time I opened the fridge between Monday and then. It just kept getting worse. It seemed impossible that this was going to be an even remotely sensible culinary adventure. But, in for a penny, in for a pound. I had purchased the chicken and the dill, as well as a bunch of fresh parsley. And who knew — I might like it.

Here’s the deal:

1 3.5- to 4-lb whole chicken, giblets removed, rinsed and patted dry
2 tbsp butter, softened
2 cups loosely packed tarragon leaves
2 cups loosely packed dill leaves
2 cups loosely packed parsley leaves
2 egg yolks, lightly beaten
salt and pepper to taste

Preheat the oven to 375 degrees (F), and set a V-rack in a pan (I have used both a roasting pan and a regular baking pan, and both worked fine).

Put the herbs into the bowl of a food processor fitted with a steel blade and process until they are finely chopped and combined. Mash up the butter with a fork. Gently loosen the skin on the breasts of the chicken with your fingers, and work the butter underneath the skin onto the meat. Brush the outside of the chicken with the egg yolks and season with salt and pepper. Sprinkle the herbs over the chicken and gently pat onto the chicken so it is uniformly covered.

Place the chicken wing side up on the V-rack, pour 1/2 cup water into the bottom of the pan (to keep drippings from burning), and put in the oven for 20 minutes. After 20 minutes, remove the chicken from the oven, flip it over so the other wing side is up, and return to the oven for another 20 minutes. Then remove the chicken from the oven and rotate so it is breast side up. Return to the oven and roast for 25-30 minutes, or until the chicken reaches 165 degrees on a meat thermometer.

Remove the chicken from the oven and pan, setting it on a cutting board. Let it rest for 10 minutes before carving.

So, other than that I was so freaked out about the dill that I neglected to buy fresh tarragon, I followed the recipe to a T. (I added a few tablespoons of dried tarragon to the chopped herb mix before patting it onto the chicken.) It didn’t seem too redolent of dill at all while it was baking. It just smelled kind of nice and herb-y. And it had a nice look to it when it came out of the oven. And, if I’m being really honest, I wouldn’t have been able to tell you there was dill involved if someone made me take a blind taste test of the meat. But it also wasn’t lights-out awesome. It was just kind of fresh-tasting. Sort of a nice roasted chicken with overtones of vegetal greenness. So, while not dreadful, it probably wasn’t worth the copious clean-up involved (that herb stuff was messy, yo), and it definitely hasn’t swayed me on the dill front. That stuff just smells rank.

[Posted by Schnookie.]

Another Week In The Life

January 18, 2010

The sugargum balls are wreaking havoc on our deck, taking over everything. They’re like Tribbles, but pricklier. –Schn

January 19, 2010

We’ve been dancing around the Sixty-Four Colors group since elizabetht first mentioned it, but it’s a pretty intimidating project! Seriously, "sea green"?! Where would we find that?! Well, that all changed when we realized there were two sea green bowls on display in our kitchen (one serves as a drying vessel for some beans we grew this summer). So while the project is still really scary, we’re looking forward to it encouraging us to be a little more aware of the colors lurking around us at any given time.

Now we just need to find ourselves a box of 64 crayons…

January 20, 2010

I participated in my first-ever fabric swap last week! In addition to sending me some beautiful fabrics, my swap partner, burnabrenna, included these awesome buttons! I knew they’d make a fun photo subject when I saw them. I’ve been totally bitten by the 64 Colors bug, though, because before taking the picture I thought, "I wonder if I should hold off on taking this picture until emerald green comes up…" — Pookie

January 21, 2010

Today we found ourselves wondering if sometimes we might be too happy. The reason why? We had a long, intense conversation about how we were having spaghetti for dinner tonight, and spaghetti is the happiest food we know of. Not necessarily the best, but the happiest. And we spent all day eagerly anticipating our happy dinner.

Of course, we might also be happy because we don’t have to go to the office tomorrow, because it’s photo excursion time again!

January 22, 2010

Proof from the Metropolitan Museum of Art’s Oceanic Arts gallery that the googly eye is timeless. — Pookie

January 23, 2010

Today we met up in Princeton with Elizabeth and several of her friends. We’re not very social animals, so we were so afraid of meeting people for the first time, especially because we were feeling intimidated by their mad photo skillz. But they ended up not being scary at all — in fact, they were tons of fun to hang out with. We strolled the campus in the cold, then had some coffee, then did a little shopping, then made our waitress at Triumph carry a staggering number of beer sampler glasses up to our table on the upper level, and then we got ice cream at Bent Spoon. It was a fabulous day!

In the dead of winter there’s not much to photograph at Prospect Garden except the cantilevered roof of the restaurant. — Pookie

January 24, 2010

Somewhat unexpectedly, I finished Blodd Money City today! WOO HOO!!! I love it, and can’t wait to get it quilted!! Also, I can’t wait to make thousands more housetop quilts. My Meadowsweet version of this exact pattern is waiting in the wings, and I’ve got some modifications on it for another quilt up my sleeve. I love this look! –Schn.

Hunting Season Is Now Open

We’ve waxed poetic on this site about how much we love Project 365, but sometimes, you need a little extra inspiration for what to take pictures of. Enter “Scavenger Hunt 101“! I stumbled upon this Flickr project when some random stranger mentioned it on a picture I posted, and the project just screamed, “this is a great way to beat the January-March 365 doldrums!” The deal is, someone posted a list of 101 items to find, ranging from “your favorite color” to “Winter” to “a waterfall”, and you just post them when you find them. There’s no time limit, and no pressure. There’s a really nice mix of things that will be super-easy to find (“your bed”, “construction equipment”), things that will get you thinking (“an interesting view”, “a boat without a motor”) and things that seem nigh on impossible (“someone praying”, did I mention “a waterfall”?). So we all signed up (Boomer included) and, boy has it been a shot in the arm! Suddenly, all of us are constantly fixating on what we can find where. The other day I had to go to an off-site meeting and instead of resenting having to drive somewhere new, I instead used it as a scouting mission for “a billboard/sign” or “a locally owned store”. Boomer found herself driving all over town after her volunteering session this week because she’d had ideas about “an abandoned building” and “a flying machine“. Schnookie turned the irksome chore of taking down the Christmas tree into a fun photo-shoot when she remembered “your broom” was one of the list items. We’re Scavenger Hunt fiends!

We thought we’d share some of our pictures as we cross the items off our lists. (Unlike Project 365, Schnookie and I are each doing our own Scavenger Hunts. So it’s totally a competition. And I’m totally losing because I’ve only taken two pictures!)

#14: A Locally Owned Store, by Schnookie

#6: Winter, by Schnookie

Item #35: Your Broom or Vacuum, by Schnookie

#72: A Fire Engine; by Pookie

#73: A Sunrise; by Schnookie

#70: Construction Equipment; by Schnookie

#59: A Billboard/Sign; by Pookie

#7: A Puddle; by Schnookie

#68: Something Rusty; by Schnookie

Three weeks into this open-ended project, we’re both having a great time. You’ll notice neither of us has found that waterfall yet, but I’m confident I will soon. In fact, I’ve pretty much decided that I’ll find everything I’m looking for when we go to Columbus later this year. Because Columbus is totally known for it’s waterfalls, right? Right?

Posted by Pookie

A Week Of 365

We are, as you may have noticed from our sidebar, deeply devoted users of Flickr. And one of the projects we’ve fallen into over there, thanks to our friend Elizabeth’s own Flickr obsession, is Project 365. We’ve been diligently 365ing over at Flickr for about a year and a half now, and even diligently 365ed at IPB this past summer when we were finishing up our first year. This all seemed fine, right up until Sarah started her own Flickr-less 365 over at The Fair View. Now we’re all like, “Dude, even though we’re posting at Flickr, it’s not like everyone in the world is looking at our pictures. And everyone probably wants to see them, so let’s get all bloggy about it!” Because everyone in the world totally reads IPB Living. Anyway, we’re planning now to post a weekly update of 365s, so you can revel in the photographic evidence of every week in our lives. Consider it our gift to you, reader.

January 11, 2010

The reason for all our bread baking of late? A concerted effort to become more sandwichy. Here, Pookie takes a stab at enjoying a PB&J. It went pretty well, all things considered.

January 12, 2010

I didn’t find ribbon at the sewing center, but I did find some too-orange trim. — Pk.

January 13, 2010

Matsui: "Can’t catch me!"

January 14, 2010

I’ve been on the lookout for signs or billboards to take pictures of for Scavenger Hunt 101. I’ve seen some good choices, but I decided "Men’s Undetectable Hairpieces Sold and Serviced" was the winner. This sign isn’t in the world’s greatest location so I got up super early so I could get there before things got too busy. I freaked out the whole drive there and then freaked out even more when I got there because there were other cars in the tiny parking lot. But being the brave soul I am (riiiight) I got right out and snapped some shots.

Then I hightailed it out of there, sweating bullets! — Pookie

January 15, 2010

I vowed this morning that I wouldn’t take pictures of the sunrise on my walk to work, because that’s all I ever take pictures of anymore. But then the sunrise stymied me by being utterly gorgeous. Joke’s on me. –Schn.

January 16, 2010

Last weekend I finished "Deer City" but it was only today that I was able to get a nice sunshine-y photo shoot of it. It’s not a very imaginative project, since I just used the pattern that was designed to sell Joel Dewberry’s "Deer Valley" line. I had seen it in pictures from Spring Market and had fallen into deep smit with it. Piecing the circles was fun (it’s probably a lot less fun if you’re using a machine instead of hand-piecing) and the entire project was shockingly easy and quick. — Pookie

January 17, 2010

Today we made a prototype of a top-secret project for IPB. Here’s a sneak peek!

Deer City

A few years ago, KtG considered what would be the proper term for what we are as stitchers (and now quilters). We’re not “artists”, because while we make a certain number of design choices such as linens and substituting colors, we never make our own designs. But given the amount of time we spend on any given project, the care we take to use the finest materials, and the standards we hold our work to, we’re also not “crafters”. KtG decided that we must be somewhere in the middle, and the term she suggested was “artisan”. I liked the sound of that. It implies I might occasionally strive for that mythical “museum-quality work” but clearly announces I hold no misconceptions of my own (non-existent) artistic ability. So keeping this “artisan” thing in mind, I present to you my latest finished quilt, “Deer City”:

I had seen pictures of this quilt in all the blogger reports from Spring Market and with every picture I saw, I feel deeper and deeper in love with the muted colors and the sophisticated circle pattern. It seemed like a sign from the quilting gods when the pattern turned out to be a free download from Free Spirit Fabrics, but I was still a little trepidatious about the circular piecing. So it seemed like a bigger, badder sign from the quilting gods when one of our quilting magazines arrived in the mail with a picture tutorial of piecing quarter circles. At that point I had to order the fabric, right?

The fabrics are probably a bit trendier than what I’m usually drawn to, but I’ll worry about them going out of style later. For right now I love the how the super-trendy red/aqua combo is broken up by silvery grays, mustard yellows, and deep greens. And for right now I love how the super-trendy deer silhouette is balanced by the geometric patterns, and the little flowers. When it goes out of style, I’ll just have to put in the linen-closet for ten years, and then it’ll be retro cool. Or something.

Starting the project was the hardest part. I’m not used to using templates, and it took a little trial and error to realize the convex half of the quarter-circle had one arm that was wider than the other. And pinning and sewing the first seam was like trying to speak a foreign language. The whole time I thought, “this will never work” and “I must be doing this wrong”, but then magically it popped into shape and was a perfect quarter-circle! Who knew!

The rest of the project was the very easy part. Being an artisan and not an artist, I just followed the picture, knowing it looked exactly how I wanted my quilt to look. (There was one exception to that — the pattern included some striped and dotted fabrics I wasn’t wild about, so I did actually substitute on a few blocks.) The entire top took just a few weeks to piece by hand. I suspect it’s actually easier to piece circular seams by hand than on a machine. Score one for hand-piecing!

As much as I love hand-piecing, I’m all about the convenience of machine-quilting, so this puppy was handed off to Mary, The Long-Arm Quilter. I trust her artist’s eye implicitly, so I just told her to pick whatever pattern she wanted. She went with this big, loopy curlicue pattern that echoes the circles in the pattern and the flowers in the fabrics.

I followed my cardinal rule of backing the quilt with my favorite fabric from the line, so I chose the dusty blue with brick red flowers for the backing. I loved the red geometric border that the sample quilt had, so I went with that on my quit. I went with the blue and red geometric for the binding, knowing it would look great with the border. It took a few hours of invisible-stitching to fully accept how the binding was looking with the backing, but in the end, I’m very, very pleased with the finished project!

So there we go, one artisan quilt! I did only the teeniest, tiniest bit of artistic thinking, but put the utmost of care into making sure the work was quality. In fact, this quilt top was that first that prompted this reaction from one of the staff at the local quilt store: “That’s your quilt? Hm. May I look at the back? [studies stitching from the back] Oh, this is very well done! Great job!” Hooray! I knew I’d arrived in the cool kid’s club in the cross-stitching community back in AZ when the framer would look at the back of the piece before the front, so I’m feeling very, very good about my quilting now!

Also, while on an artisan quilting run, I took a stab at artisan bread baking and check it out — it looks like crusty whole wheat bread!

Here’s the thing about being an artisan — it’s so easy. The quilt and the bread were ridiculously easy. All either of them required were good materials, patience, care, and time. If you have those things but no artistic talent, the world can still be your oyster! (Provided someone else harvests the oyster. Heh.)

Posted by Pookie

The Dog Days, Photography-Wise

We’re now neck-deep in our second Project 365, and what we’ve learned conclusively is that the stretch from January through March is rough for taking pictures. There’s nothing easy around the house like a Christmas tree for reeling off quick, pretty pictures, and there’s nothing growing in the yard, and there’s barely any sunlight when we’re home, so lighting is a major issue. We end up relying on shots on our ways home from work taken with our point-and-shoot cameras more often than not. This is the doldrums. I mean, from January 6 through January 11, we took five pictures of food, two of them sandwiches! Pickin’s are slim this time of year.

So how do we address this problem? By posing a mini photo challenge, of course! Periodically through the year, we stage “work challenges”, where we spend a week taking pictures walking to or around work with a rotation of lenses, to shake ourselves out of our ruts and start looking at the everyday world with different perspectives. (Here’s Work Challenge I, and here’s Work Challenge II.) This past Thursday, the challenge was a little smaller: our respective parking lots at work. Or, more specifically, what we could see from the driver’s seats of our cars. Sometimes you just have to give yourself an assignment, however dumb, and see what happens.

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They might not be photos for the ages, but at least there’s some sunlight in our photostream now! And we had fun using the nice cameras for a change, instead of our point-and-shoots. Success!

Even better than the parking lot challenge, though, was Pookie mustering up the courage to pull over on her way to work to get a shot of this:

Fantastic!

[Posted by Schnookie.]