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  • Just wanting to be here with you

    I received a community service award this week on 4/12/22 at my APALSA alumni dinner. People have asked me for a copy of the speech I made, so here it is, more or less as delivered. Some names changed to protect the innocent.


    Your honors, may it please the court.

    It is truly an honor to receive this award. I am glad that we are able to be together again at the Alumni Dinner after being apart for so long. I was at this podium 25 years ago as president of what was then AALSA, which is now APALSA, so my congratulations to the new co-presidents who will be continuing the legacy.

    I thank my family – my wife and daughter for being knowing accomplices along the journey. Their love makes it possible for me to carry on for so long. I know that, especially with all that had happened today – my daughter’s school is in District 15, which includes Sunset Park, Park Slope, and Red Hook. Her school was under lockdown all day.

    When I started at BLS as an admitted evening student, if you can imagine, I was invited to this alumni dinner. I think there were maybe a dozen people in a small buffet dining room across the street at One Boerum Place, which at that time was a four story former bank. I picked BLS because of how warmly I was received – some of them are here. Now look at you, look at us!

    Like the character Evelyn that Michelle Yeoh plays in the new movie Everything Everywhere All At Once, where she tries to find her purpose in the metaverse (go see the movie if you haven’t had the chance), I’m not entirely sure I’m the one that you are looking for. I do hope for you I’m the dashing Ke Huy Quan character Waymond that is sent here to say, “you can live to your ultimate potential.”

    This timeline, this society demands us to be Everything Everywhere All at Once. We are at once exotic and excluded, the smartest people in the room and the most sinister, the majority of the world’s population, yet an unseen minority, responsible for the world’s ills at the same time we’re trying to save it.

    I’ve been many things – I’ve been a photojournalist, stage managed community theater, fixed printers at a design firm that shot ads for both Boboli pizza and Ensure pudding; and co-authored one of the first books on making websites with McGraw-Hill. Last year, I won a screenwriting award at the New York Asian American Film Festival 72 hour Film Shootout, a filmmaking competition.

    I’ve been to many places far throughout the world – my family is Hakka Chinese from the Caribbean. My father was from Jamaica, my mother is from Trinidad. I think the furthest so far has been to Ipoh, Malaysia, Michelle Yeoh’s hometown. That trip was 24 hours door-to-door.

    There are also many places near in New York, where you can find the whole world in microcosm. I live in Kensington across the street from my grade school. The neighborhood is now Little Bangladesh, yet also has a New York Times rated Thai restaurant, Polish delis, hand rolled bagels, Irish dive bars and the same Brooklyn pizza that I grew up with. A 10 minute bus ride that goes through Boro Park to the Sunset Park Chinatown stops right outside my door.

    I’ve failed at many things – I was a pre-med dropout, couldn’t cut it as a classical pianist, I’ve passed 2 bar exams, but couldn’t make it past 3rd grade Chinese. I am a horrible telemarketer.

    I’ve received my share of anti-Asian slurs and aggression. I’ve been told to “go back to my own country” – in 3 different countries. Thankfully not recently, but over the years I’ve been sucker punched in the face, put into a head lock, and attacked with a machete. My courtroom experiences have generally been better, but the most egregious thing I’ve experienced was being referred to as a “Mongoloid” during jury selection.

    The one thing that I can tell you is true is that being present and showing up really is the most important thing in life. I can’t say that I’ve always succeeded – no one truly multitasks well. There’s many a time I’ve shown up by myself. That’s OK – it’s a time to be quiet, observe and make up one’s own mind.

    Sometimes, it’s only one other person – that’s an opportunity to talk. Keep doing it and people start thinking that you might actually know what you’re doing. Especially in New York, which is really the largest small town, when you are seen, you’re representing. Eventually if you keep showing up, you can be the tipping point to making that arc bend towards justice.

    This bit of knowledge I’ve gleaned from everyone’s friend, the Asian American Photographer laureate Corky Lee, who sadly passed last year from COVID. Now he was the champion of showing up! It wasn’t an official Asian American event in New York if he wasn’t there taking photos. He had an intimate knowledge of Asian American history over the last 40 years, because chances were he was there when it happened, and if not, he made it his business to know everyone, so he knew how to connect people together.

    When I was a NYU student, I was taking photos for the student newspaper at an Asian Cultural Union fashion show. So was Corky. We’re chatting, and he tells me that I ought to get involved. By senior year, I was president of the Asian Cultural Union, co-founded what became NYU’s Asian Heritage Month, and probably accidently derailed a career in journalism. Timeline saved.
    I have many similar stories where being at the right place at the right time made a critical choice in my life – with the judgments not rendered just yet.

    The reason I’m involved in AABANY and AALFNY (the Asian American Bar and the Asian American Law Fund of New York, for those not familiar) for so many years is that it is so important to be together, to accompany each other, to not be so alone, especially these past few years. AABANY now is the largest and most prominent affiliate of the National Asian Pacific American Bar Association. It was founded nearly 35 years ago at meetings held at NYU and here at Brooklyn Law. So we’ve come a long way, from this point, right here.

    So I have a number of calls to action for the law students here.
    If you are planning to do something in public interest helping the Asian American community this summer in the New York area, apply for one of the Law Fund’s five thousand dollar scholarships. Deadline is the 15th. I want at least one of you to get the money. https://www.asianamericanlawfund.org/public-interest-scholarships/

    Sign up to compete in the Thomas Tang Moot Court Competition this summer. There’s fifteen thousand dollars in prize money, you will have an important Moot Court experience regardless of whether you make the Moot Court Honor Society or not, or even if you win or not, and you will get to meet many of the APA legal community. https://www.napabalawfoundation.org/ttmc

    Get involved in AABANY’s pro bono legal clinics, especially if you have language skills. It’s monthly in Manhattan and Queens, and we’re in the process of restarting our Brooklyn clinic soon. http://probono.aabany.org

    Learn about Asian American history that they didn’t teach at school. Check out our reenactments at our website, https://reenactments.aabany.org . For those who prefer their reading in law journal format, Judge Denny Chin and Kathy Chin have published our latest reenactment on the last 150 years of anti-Asian hate in the US in the most recent edition of the Fordham Law Review. https://fordhamlawreview.org/wp-content/uploads/2022/04/Chin_April.pdf

    For all of the graduating students – congratulations and best of luck on the bar exam. Look for me on at the stage at Commencement, wearing my gown and representing. I’ll be looking for you!

    And to all, find your own place in AABANY – we need you, here, now in this timeline.

    To quote Evelyn in Everything Everywhere: “Of all the places I could be, I just want to be here with you.”

    Thank you again for this honor.

  • Farewell to 2021…

    A last minute post as we say good-bye to 2021, a strange year in which we kept hoping that the COVID-19 pandemic would get in control and yet… and yet… and yet…

    Well, if you haven’t already done all of this: get vaccinated (plus booster!), wear a face covering, maintain something that looks like physical distancing, and wash hands, and keep hoping that things will get better.

    I’m certain that the Omicron variant of COVID-19 is the worst Transformer. I know that it’s a Greek letter, but it still sounds like a Transformer to me and now you know that I spent part of my 1980s watching a certain cartoon series…

    A proper 2021 year in review may have to be done at another time. But, hey, Team Triscribe won the best screenwriting award for this year’s 72 Hour Shootout Film contest! That was some good news!

    I did do National Novel Writing Month (NaNoWriMo) this year, but it was a hard slog, with me banging out a lot of crappy writing on the last day. Lesson: do NOT wait until the last day of NaNoWriMo to get through the last 7,000 to 10,000 words. It was sorely painful!

    I remain someone who isn’t into watching Year in Review stuff around Christmas because one never knows what stuff happens at the end of the year.

    But, the days after Christmas gave us the sad news of the passing of Desmond Tutu, Archbishop emeritus of South Africa; former US Senator Harry Reid of Nevada (former Democratic Party leader in the Senate); and former NFL commentator John Madden. Such news bummed me out, let alone the usual bad news of COVID-19, environmental crises, and so on.

    And, then on New Year’s Eve 2021: the passing of Betty White – which just sad because we were all looking forward to seeing her 100th birthday celebration in January 2022.

    I’m hoping to get to a post to review my Book Reading List of 2021, since I did read more in 2021 than in 2020. We shall see. But, best wishes to all for a happy and healthy New Year for 2022!

  • Taking a Moment to Pause and Reflect 2021

    Try to remember the kind of September

    When life was slow and oh, so mellow.

    Try to remember the kind of September

    When grass was green and grain was yellow.

    -“Try to Remember,” from The Fantasticks.

    I have been in a mood this whole week, realizing that the 20th anniversary of September 11, 2001, was upon us. It feels surreal that it has been 20 years.

    20 years ago, I was trying to figure out how to make any use of my last year in law school, and then that Tuesday happened. I didn’t imagine the entirely different landscape that we’ve had since. I never imagined that all the crises and calamities we’d be through.

    20 years ago: I didn’t think that we’d be in a pandemic. I didn’t think that the progress of, say, 15 years of rebuilding downtown Manhattan would be reduced to misery by the pandemic. I didn’t think that Afghanistan would be such a regression, leaving much to be desired about our moral values as a country, let alone what moral values were in Afghanistan.

    20 years of what, as far as we went forward and as far as we have not done enough, I’d say.

    It’s a Saturday and we’re in the 2nd year of a 9/11 anniversary during a pandemic. I woke up to watch the moment of silence on television for 10:28am, when the 2nd tower of the World Trade Center fell. I let out my own moment of wondering and feeling despair.

    I managed to get out to the Brooklyn Promenade after all, earlier this evening, awhile before sunset. There was a prayer circle of a family and people just walking their dogs. It was peaceful. I didn’t stay long, but it was nice.

    I do wish all a peaceful and thoughtful day.

    This NPR piece, “How To Talk About 9/11 With A New Generation Of Kids,” Sept. 9, 2021, was worthwhile. The experts explained about being clear with kids about what happened, accepting the discomfort, and being able to share your own feelings. And, I liked how the piece closed: “And the answers — that it is possible but hard and that we have to help each other — are as relevant today as ever.”

    Dan Barry’s piece over at the NY Times, as part of 20th anniversary observations, raises “What Does It Mean To ‘Never Forget’?” Barry notes:

    What, exactly, do you remember? What stories do you tell when a casual conversation morphs into a therapy session? What stories do you keep to yourself? And what instantly transports you back to that deceptively sunny Tuesday morning? [….]

    “When I hear ‘Never Forget’ for 9/11, my next question is: ‘Never forget what?’ said Charles B. Stone, an associate professor of psychology at John Jay College of Criminal Justice. [….] “Probably the closest answer is: Never forget that it occurred,” Dr. Stone said. “But it’s the little details that will be forgotten.”

    Dan Barry (see the above link).

    Barry’s piece is worth a read, because I do wonder what we’re asked to do when we’re told to not forget. Memory is a tricky thing. We’re only human; perhaps that’s the most important to remember – never forget you’re only human.

    Photo I had taken some years ago, at the Brooklyn Promenade.

    See here for last year’s post, for more photos or observations.

    Since I’m the one who brings up The Fantasticks’ lyric about September, I’ll note that FC shared this over on Facebook, so I’m passing it along: “Wake Me Up When September Ends” – Green Day (Cover by First to Eleven). As FC said: “Today’s soundtrack – ‘twenty years have gone so fast.’”

    Take a moment to pause and reflect, and thanks for being here. — ssw15

  • Team Triscribe’s “Better Than Sliced Bread”

    For years now (I’ve lost track – it’s probably more clear on the Triscribe blog!), FC’s Team Triscribe or its variants have participated on/off in the Asian American Film Lab‘s 72 Hour Film Shootout, where competitors make a complete short film, up to 5 minutes in duration, during a 72 hour period. I’ve been doing it with FC on/off and we somehow managed this year!

    This year’s theme was “Be a Hero.” I think that we keep improving through the on/off years that we’ve been doing this. This year, to our shock during the last several days since the results came out: we won the Best Screenwriting Award!

    The biggest credit should go to FC for being our director, film editor, and leader. Without him, I’m never sure how every crazy idea, odd musing, or whatever else becomes something of a fun gem! Always a good time to get laughs, a creative charge, and stress over the process.

    You can view the YouTube link to see Team Triscribe’s film for this year (5 mins. of humor and poignancy!). Check the film’s credits to see all of us credited – but a big shout out to all who have been on the Team Triscribe ride of supporting us, being in the prior films, and enjoying or bringing food or supplies, or providing other support.

    Team Triscribe’s film for this year is in honor of our friend and hero, the late Asian American photographer laureate, Corky Lee.

    Disclaimers: Dr. Apollo is not a real doctor. But, sandwiches are good, and no sandwiches were harmed in the making of the movie, even though a lot of them were eaten. They were not eaten by me. Also, you don’t need a fake doctor to save your relationships. You can still save a relationship. Hopefully! And, why, yes, isn’t that our running gag of the girl named Elizabeth Ong…?

    Also: many ridiculous clips were left behind. YKC found a lot of amazing sandwiches in Japan. My wish for a Ken Burns-style documentary on the ongoing Chicken Sandwich War is still but a near-running joke that’s kind of serious. I also don’t think we really answered in the film regarding whether a hot dog is a sandwich, but I still think it is!

    And, yes, the film is more than about food. It is about relationships.

    Also: very flattering that we got publicized on the AABANY blog! (see link here) Thanks, AABANY!

    (And, that’s the Asian American Bar Association of New York, to the rest of you not in the know, of which a bunch of us in Team Triscribe have been longtime members).

    During the Asian American International Film Festival 44th edition (hybrid – online and live – from August 11, 2021, through August 22, 2021), you can also still check out Asian American Film Lab’s 72 Hour Film Shootout online/streaming presentation of the Top Ten, and it is worth a watch for the films that made it. We didn’t make the Top Ten, but one had to wonder how close we were!

    I’m hoping to eventually put up a post on my viewing of the 72 Hour Film Shootout’s Top Ten (let’s see if that’ll happen!). I still have to get to watching my online viewing of other AAIFF offerings. In the meantime, let’s keep supporting diversity and inclusion in front of and behind the cameras and in all of the arts!

    P.S. – I did intend for the – uh – pun in the post’s title. Don’t you think that we’re better than sliced bread, after all? 😉

  • What incredible bonbons – orange ganache by @cocokaori2021 !

    View on Instagram https://instagr.am/p/CQg3vSBnQs2/
  • Happy May 2021!

    So, Happy May. May 1 is/was May Day, Law Day, the 1st day of Asian American Pacific Islander (AAPI) Heritage Month, and probably many other observances…

    New York Public Library (NYPL) has a great section for AAPI Heritage Month of book lists for adults and kids, and upcoming online events and resources, so check that out! (h/t NYPL’s Facebook page post, April 29, 2021).

    Also, the City University of New York (CUNY) has a great list of various events and resources that they have for AAPI Heritage Month. Worth checking out too! (h/t CUNY’s Facebook page post, May 1, 2021).

    There is a lot going on and we’re still in a pandemic. Pace yourself, stay safe, and keep learning and reading and whatever else that is good for you. — ssw15

    (cross-posted at sswslitinmotion.tumblr.com)

  • A Statement on Atlanta Shootings

    I’m still digesting the news of what happened on the night before St. Patrick’s Day 2021 – as shootings in the area of Atlanta occurred at massage spas, and how 6 of the 8 victims are reportedly Asian women – a major concern amid the rise of anti-Asian violence. (I’m linking to NPR and PBS NewsHour reports, and you can probably also check out other legitimate news sources).

    Of course, I’m all for full investigations and preservation of due process and rule of law. I’m also realistic enough to know that stopping AAPI/APIA hate is an ongoing, maybe never-ending societal process. It’s much like a lot of other hate – but also that much worse, given all the implications of perpetual foreignness, and not to mention all the aspects of hatred against AAPI/APIA women.

    Accordingly, I’m sharing the statement from our own Asian American Bar Association of New York (AABANY) and AABANY’s sharing of the statement from National Asian Pacific American Bar Association (NAPABA), “NAPABA Calls on Law Enforcement to Fully Investigate Georgia Shootings.” (see here for NAPABA’s statement on NAPABA’s website; see here for AABANY’s website).

    (cross-posted at sswslitinmotion.tumblr.com)

  • How do we reflect during a pandemic, or Pi Day 2021

    Ah, let me dust around here and welcome us all back to the blog. This will be an extra-long post, so stick around and enjoy. Here are a few of my quick observations of the past three months of 2021:

    Somehow, time went too fast and too slow at the same time. I keep reminding myself that things are still going on, “during a pandemic.” I look forward to seeing the light at the end of the pandemic tunnel and hope to catch up with so many people properly (like, in person, and not via Zoom/Skype/Web-ex/phone, etc).

    I think that I and everyone else entered 2021 with so much hope that 2021 would be tons better than 2020 – and I had genuinely (mostly? sort of?) hoped that 2020 was going to be such a key and cool year, until the COVID-19 pandemic pretty much rendered 2020 a wash.

    On the one hand, Joe Biden and Kamala Harris got elected as president and vice president; on the other hand, enough people were not persuadable and the lack of trust in our government is a sad low. It’s hard to gather people together to do better when there is such a lack of trust.

    And, okay, not everything is about politics, but so much about politics is the engine to a lot of other things.

    January 6, 2021 – the insurrection at Congress – was a surreal thing to me. I’m still not sure what to think, a couple of months later, but it’s horrific to realize that people did such a thing as invade the halls of Congress and I’m not sure what they think that they got out of it. That was not peaceful protest; that was a breach of national security. Democracy and rule of law don’t work like that, and that’s not how you make a better society for anyone, even for yourself. I’m being a little smug and glib about this, but that whole mess was appalling to me, and I don’t like the long-term consequences of what occurred on January 6.

    Fortunately, Inauguration Day 2021 went off without a hitch, although I can only imagine the amounts of work behind the scenes that kept things smooth, despite a pandemic and the tension of the insurrection. I appreciated having Joe Biden try to bring us together, and Kamala Harris – making history (“herstory”!).

    I said, as a Facebook status post on January 20, 2021: “I have a strange relief that this Inauguration Day 2021 was inclusive (or tried to be, anyway); made history (first Black and Asian Indian woman Vice President!); and was not about ‘American carnage.’ In fact, let’s stop the pandemic that is causing real carnage, so we can enjoy future inauguration days the way they’re supposed to be enjoyed: together.”

    I like poetry readings for the inauguration, and Amanda Gorman, National Youth Poet Laureate, did a great job with a poem for unity and hope. If you’re so inclined, here’s an NPR link (https://www.npr.org/sections/inauguration-day-live-updates/2021/01/20/958743170/poet-amanda-gorman-reads-the-hill-we-climb) that contextualized the inaugural poetry reading; surprisingly, poetry readings at the Inauguration apparently don’t happen that often.

    Then, reality sets in. We’re still in a pandemic, which is causing an economic crisis and there is still a lot of social injustice, in terms of race, gender, and everything else. We’re still facing ecological/environmental crises.

    The Bernie Sanders and his mittens meme from the inauguration – weird yet funny – that was a fun thing to get us together. Inauguration during a pandemic – for one day, it seemed like we could be and are better people.Well, I really had to read about how it was okay to have hope amid the inauguration. (so, yes, check out “It’s okay to feel hope,” by Zack Beauchamp, Jan. 20, 2021, Vox)

    Oh, and that 2nd impeachment convinced me that an impeachment is not an effective tool for checks and balances. Dread deepens when it gets harder to see what unifies this country.

    The COVID-19 vaccines are coming. My moral outrage is utterly impotent concerning how inequitable the vaccine rollout has been (putting aside who to blame for the screwy vaccination distribution). Maybe things will get better? I don’t know. You can’t shame people because, like with the issue of why won’t people wear masks, shame does nothing and the goal is to get more vaccine in arms. (but, man, shaming others and judging sure feel good to me!).

    But, if more vaccines in arms is the goal, why not just first come, first serve? Wouldn’t that go faster? Oh, wait, oh yeah, not enough vaccines to go around, so that was why we were trying to come up with priorities. Or so I thought anyway.

    (and I do understand that there may be those who genuinely cannot wear masks or can’t get vaccinated for medical reasons. It’s just that I wish that we can be cooperative about how to get through the pandemic).

    So, I keep getting amazed by how much the pandemic has taught us (or not taught us, among those who seem unable or unwilling to learn lessons) about inequities and the lack of will to work collectively/cooperatively. I keep wondering why hate reins so easily in our society.

    Sometimes I wonder if we can just get back to basics, to ask ourselves what we expect government to do for us, and what are the basic things we expect each other to do for each other? What are we willing to invest in, and for whom and how? Of course, these are things I’m not sure that Americans at all levels were willing to really answer during pre-pandemic times; and I feel like answering questions seem unlikelier than ever. (granted, of course, all my questions are rhetorical and ultimately meaningless…).

    I meant for 2020 to be the year that I do less Facebook and social media. 2020 ended up not being the year for that for me. (that was a great joke in one of Stephan Pastis’s “Pearl Before Swine” comic strip, along the lines of how exponential social media posting correlates with unhappiness). My mood for pop culture waned.

    I’m still resisting streaming. But, recently, I did ended up watching the Wong Kar-Wai film retrospective that Brooklyn Academy of Music offered, accessing it online (the portion of tickets went to fund-raise for BAM). I should do a blog post about having watched some of those movies, one of these days.

    Disney Plus is sure tempting me to give up my resistance, since they now have the Muppet Show and MCU has television shows (streaming only) to transition to the next phase of the MCU are coming; “WandaVision” has sounded really cool and interesting, and coming up next is “The Falcon and the Winter Solder” for how The Falcon and The Winter Soldier seem to have a lot of hijinks and celebrate the value of friendship (hopefully without too much of an emotional roller coaster ride?). (as a side note: I never did get into “Agents of SHIELD…”)

    I consider this weekend, March 13 to 14, to be the weekend when the real change happened in 2020 – i.e., when the shutdown started; and so perhaps it’s only fair that March 14, 2021, be the day that NYC officially reflect (see here for the Gothamist post regarding New York City’s Day of Remembrance for COVID-19). I don’t think we had ever imagined last year that we’d take such a journey or that we’d reach a point that 1 out of 5 Americans would know someone who has died from COVID-19. The percentage who had to mourn for a death, which occurred during the pandemic but where people couldn’t gather for the death because of the pandemic, is probably no better.

    This is all pretty heartbreaking to think about that, as we enter a one year mark to remember those we lost. Keep hope alive, somehow…

  • Happy New Year’s Eve 2020

    We’re about to say goodbye and good riddance to 2020, the fire in a dumpster year. Of course, who’s to say that 2021 won’t bring on its own madness?

    The year in review stuff hadn’t been much to impress me, because the year from March onward was dominated by the pandemic, racial injustice, and the presidential election. On the one hand, thank goodness Joe Biden won. On the other hand, let’s get to the inauguration and realize that there is so much hard work to do and to face. If we can commit to take better action, maybe there is still hope?

    Do take a moment to reflect on those we lost this year, how we maintain and cherish the relationships we still have, and how we may still have much to hope for.

    I’m re-sharing the link that I had shared back last year, December 31, 2019, on Facebook: “Start Fresh: 6 Tips For Emotional Well-Being In 2020” over at NPR. Why didn’t I follow these ideas in 2020? Well, I renew so-called resolutions for awhile now. These are still good ideas.

    I took off from work today and spent much of it trying to do my last day of the year donations to all my causes. So, consider this the annual reminder that, if you can, don’t forget to do this before the year’s ends in a few hours. And, apparently, the CARES Act or whichever bill it was that had been passed is trying to encourage more donations. Donations might not be the solution, but at least we’re trying? And, anyway, consult a tax professional for the correct details on tax implications.

    On a much lighter note: the year in pop culture was a mixed bag. NY metro area sports were a bust. The movies I did not see – well, so that goes. I did get to see the virtual offerings of the Asian American International Film Festival! And, Team Triscribe did enter the 72 Hour Shootout! Oh, I think that we forgot to blog about either of those items, so… maybe we should blog more in 2021…

    Looking through my e-mails, I was almost impressed by this Williams Sonoma e-mail for their big warehouse sale. They’re selling a Star Wars Instant Pot/pressure cooker, which in in the same of R2D2. So cute! And, not cheap but on sale. I have no need for it, but really cute… Oh, goodness, they even have an R2D2 toaster…

    Meanwhile, it’s 2021 already for some parts of the world! I still remember how 2000 was the year in which a lot of the TV channels went with a time zone to time zone celebration. There was something really amazing about that (granted, that was when the Internet wasn’t what it has become; check that out, kids). Sometimes I wish that we keep holding on to that feeling of amazement (the good kind of amazement, not the “WTF” bad kind).

    I’ll likely post again later to note what I read during 2020. The pandemic ended up not being all that conducive to my reading habits, let alone my exercising habits or much else. But, here’s to hoping for all the best for 2021! Maybe? Uh… 🙂

    (cross-posted at sswslitinmotion.tumblr.com)