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Monday, October 26, 2009

Maybe it's time for Facebook to stay OUT of our social lives....

Facebook is finally being called out on the ridiculous SUGGESTIONS of people we need to reconnect with.  For some time now I have been wondering when this was going to happen...  I remember the first time I logged on to facebook and was greeted by the suggestion to add my ex as a "friend":  immediately I began a staring contest with my screen, waiting for the image to disappear, which quickly evolved into a if-looks-could-kill glare when I realized I was not imagining this and Faceook, indeed, had the AUDACITY to suggest I be friends with my ex.  


Thanks for the suggestion, Facebook, but I'd sooner amputate my leg with a plastic butter knife.  Apparently this "suggestion" was based on the fact that we have mutual friends...  NO SH*T!!   They are enough of a reminder of the relationship from hell.  If I ever took Facebook's relationship "suggestions", they should actually revoke my membership on account of the fact that I MUST be VERY unstable...  

However, probably due to my mastery of blocking out ALL things related to my ex-mistake, it wasn't long before Facebook's insulting suggestion had faded from my mind.  Maybe my computer had decided to make it's own candid camera/ PUNK'D episode... I'm SURE the look on my face was reward enough for what could ONLY be a cruel prank.  

Apparently Facebook wasn't done reminding me of my poor choice in dating that guy.  However, when I didn't take their advice, they decided to try a different approach:  MY NEXT BOYFRIEND.   He is a GREAT guy, meaning he not only has NOTHING in common with my ex other than the same friends of mine he now knows, but my ex, being the pathetic excuse  for a guy that he is, also had caused serious problems in my new relationship and even threatened the new man in my life.  Awkward doesn't even BEGIN to explain the feeling when I got the text saying "Soooo...  something really strange keeps happening...  Facebook keep suggesting that I become friends with (SCUMBAG).  I am not dealing with this".   I was speechless.   His name is NOT mentioned between us.  Now this guys was having to look at a picture of my past on his home screen every day.  

So, on behalf of all of the people who have been subjected to these unwanted and inappropriate "suggestions", PLEASE FACEBOOK, leave matchmaking to MATCH.COM.  

(Mashable article)

Text below:

"Facebook, it seems, is falling victim to the insensitivity of the algorithm. The site’s new “reconnect” feature was well-intentioned, I’m sure: Facebook wanted to reunite friends who haven’t connected in some time. This is a noble aim.
Unfortunately Facebook’s algorithms can’t account for some less desirable scenarios: according to Twitter (Twitter) reports, the site is recommending that users reconnect with ex-girlfriends and ex-boyfriends. It’s recommending they reconnect with their (current) husband or wife. It’s even advising people to reconnect with friends who have died, causing obvious distress. These aren’t isolated cases: there are scores of Twitter reports of these issues.
The new Facebook (Facebook) is wonderful and I’m thoroughly addicted to the new Live Feed. But please Facebook, take a second look at your Reconnect feature."


Monday, October 5, 2009

Tough Times Never Last, but Tough People Do ~ Dr. Robert Schuller

So, today's topic is of a more serious nature than most on this page. As you may infer from the title, I try to highlight the positive aspects - the silver linings, if you will - in this messy, crazy yet BEAUTIFUL life we are all given. Throw in a little ADHD, my quirky sense of humor and, voila!, you have the crazy, beautiful mess that is this page! Yet, while I want this page to be a place people can come to get a laugh or a reminder that this IS a beautiful life we all have been given, it is by that same token that I feel it is incumbent upon me to address some of the harsh realities that effect so many of us. In a way, it is a vicious cycle: trials and adversity tend to yield some of the most inspiring stories, quotations, and movements that serve as shining examples of what the human soul is capable of dealing with. These battles some of us are forced to fight provide the rest of us with proof that we are not only capable of waging that battle, but of doing so with grace and poise. These are some of our unsung heroes and examples of what we should strive to be. At the very least, they are our our mothers, sisters, and, above all, fellow human beings. Yes, we all have our own problems. But, as the Dalai Lama says, "If you wish to experience peace, provide peace for another."

On that note, and in the spirit of October being Nation Breast Cancer Awareness Month, I am attempting to eliminate two of the most common excuses for doing nothing: "I didn't know what to do" or "No matter what I do, I don't have that much time so it won't even make a difference". First, here is an EASY way to do SOMETHING: click on the link above and sign up for reminders. That's right: The Breast Cancer Site will email you to remind you to take two seconds out of your day and click on a pink button. Each time you click it, that tiny, seemingly insignificant action, results in money being donated to support a variety of resources for people who can't afford them and research that could save the life of someone close to you. This site is also a wonderful resource for those who want to make more of a contribution, be it financial or otherwise. You can sign petitions, send cards to friends, encouraging them to get involved or even purchase a variety of merchandise, from which a portion of the proceeds are donated to the cause.

If you want to know of even more ways to get involved, feel free to contact me. Regardless of your interest, I'm very passionate about giving back, when I have had so much given to me. Chances are, if you're interested in getting involved, I can point you in the right direction.

However, I am not writing this in the hopes that you all will quit your jobs and volunteer for the rest of your lives. I'm simply asking you to click one extra button a day to help out someone else.

I will love the light for it shows me the way, yet I will endure the darkness because it shows me the stars. ~ Og Mandino

Monday, September 28, 2009

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American Vice: Mapping the 7 Deadly Sins

(via WIRED MAGAZINE: 17.09 )

We're gluttons for infographics, and a team at Kansas State just served up a feast: maps of sin created by plotting per-capita stats on things like theft (envy) and STDs (lust). Christian clergy, likely noting the Bible Belt's status as Wrath Central, question the "science." Valid point—or maybe it's just the pride talking.

Average income compared with number of people living below the poverty line.

Total thefts (robbery, burglary, larceny, and grand theft auto) per capita.

Number of violent crimes (murder, assault, and rape) per capita.

Expenditures on art, entertainment, and recreation compared with employment.

Number of fast-food restaurants per capita.

Number of STD cases reported per capita.

Aggregate of the other six offenses—because pride is the root of all sin.

Tuesday, September 15, 2009

Why Some Girls Stay Single (from Melody @ Posterous)

This guy is a "class" act!


The story is this: a girl was out with friends having drinks on King St (in Toronto ). This guy approaches her and won't leave her alone -saying how cute she is. She finally gives in and hands the guy her business card to get rid of him.
The attached is an MP3 file of not one, but TWO voicemails this guy left. This goes down in the history books - especially the second voice mail.
After hearing them you can clearly see why she didn't call him back - instead she called in to the Z103.5 morning show & had them play this
on the air.
Ladies: He is out there... :)

Now just click on the link below...

Monday, September 14, 2009

The Breakup Formula

Relationship In Limbo? Use The Breakup Formula - YourTango

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The Only Way To Know A Relationship Is Over | YourTango

The Only Way To Know A Relationship Is Over | YourTango

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You and your sweetie just don't seem to connect as much, or as often as you used to. You fight more (or bicker about insignificant topics), you find yourself spending more time by yourself. How do you know if it is just a bad patch or if the relationship is over?

As someone who is always waiting for the proverbial break-up truck to run me over, I can say with absolute certainty that the only way you know that a relationship is over is when you feel it. You are depressed more than you are happy. You find yourself longing for good times. You try to bring back that magic spark but you just end up in a spat. You feel incomplete and it is only made worse when they are near. You feel that hope is gone—that the potential of the relationship has been used up, like a single-serving bag of chips. It was good, but it wasn't enough and all that is left is empty.

So what do you do? Do you continue to pick at the crumbs of your relationship? Do you live in denial that things will return to their full glory? Do you wait for the death rattleRelationship In Limbo? Use The Breakup Formula that signifies that it is truly over?

I suppose there is always a time in a relationship where you have enough foresight to recognize that the end is near. You could even ask yourself if you would rather hurt now or hurt later. You could end it and move forward without the inevitable blame and shame game.

But what if you can't get over the fact that the relationship had the potential to go the distance if only you were willing to not progress? If you didn't want to build a life with that person, or get married or have children—if you were willing to give those things up, you could be happy in your relationship, right? You may say these things, but you know you wouldn't be happy with half a relationship or with an empty bag of chips.

So do you end it and not look back? Do you brace yourself and rip off that bandage? Do you look for a soft place to land before the deed is done? What is the best way to extricate yourself from a dead relationship? How To Break Up With A Man: Don't Be Ambiguous

I guess it depends upon how unbearable it is. If it breaks your heart every time the two of you are together, I personally feel that kills a little bit of your soul. Do you find a replacement before you break up (kind of like grabbing onto another vine when you are still swinging on one,) and in doing so, run the risk of being found out and called a cheater?

You could wait for that death knell. You could mourn the relationship before it is actually over so that it isn't as difficult to recover from once it really is over. But does that really work? I don't believe there is one way to break up. Some people pick fights, some people cheat, some people become so obsessive and weird that it hastens the break up.

Humans don't want to be rejected. So it is a matter of reject before being rejected, hurt now before you hurt later. Or you could just wait until it is really over, but it takes a strong stomach to watch something die. How strong is your stomach?

Tuesday, September 8, 2009

Lemondrop's Facebook-to-English Roommate Translator

Lemondrop's Facebook-to-English Roommate Translator

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Sharing a tiny
dorm room with a complete stranger can be scary. But thanks to Facebook, you can learn all you need to know about your future roommate before you even show up.

But don't rely on the profile to tell the whole truth. Here's a guide to deciphering your new roommate. (You may want to contact student housing for a room switch now.

What her status updates say about her:

Status Update
Julia is.
"I want to come off as existential and deep, but really I have nothing to say."

Status Update:
"I am an attention whore. Please ask me what's wrong. Prepare for a semester of high drama."

Click here
to read more.

Status Update:
Julia had the craziest night ever, even though I don't remember much of it!! Love my friends!!!
I'm a blackout drunk. I'm going to tell you everything about me, even the stuff you don't want to know, and probably throw up in our room at least once (and not in the toilet). You won't really like me, but I'll thank you for taking care of me, because did I tell you you're my FAAAAAVORITE!"

Status Update:
Julia is up and watching Saturday morning kid shows!!!
"I'm bringing a crap ton of stuffed animals."

Status Update:
Julia LOVES my pookie and can't imagine being at college without him!! :(
"I am extremely clingy and will not go out without my boy, so while you're off having fun I'm going to sit in my room, pout and wait for him to call. I'm also going to talk about my boyfriend incessantly. When he comes to visit, we'll be having nonstop sex -- with or without you in the room."

Status Update:
Julia is a gangsta/rockstar/ninja/etc.
"I am not any of these things. I am an average person."

What her "activities/interests" really mean:


"I smoke a LOT of weed."


"Drink, drank, drunk."


"Nerd alert."

Asking the big questions, Kant, Nietzsche

"I am going to judge your every decision and will bombard you with questions on how you live your life, journaling about it, and using you as an example in my philosophy assignments. In the end, I will probably have sex with my philosophy T.A."

Gettin crunk! Get hyphy!

"I strive to identify myself with urban culture, but really I grew up in the suburbs and have yet to come to terms with my middle-class existence. I will be taking at least one African studies elective."

GoInG oUT w/ MaH GuRLZ

"I'm pretty much a skank and like all my girlfriends to be hot, but not hotter than me, of course! Expect either to spend a lot of nights alone in the room (bonus!) or locked out, depending on the location of our dorm and my partner for the night."

Writing poetry (I'm published)

"I am a deep soul, but really I just like to feel superior to everyone else. I am published on, where the only hits I've gotten are from myself as I marvel at my brilliance. Expect a lot of glares. And eyeliner."

Relaxing at home

"I am awkward."


Status Update: Julia is.
Translation: Retarded.

Translation: I need some secks. Srsly.

Status Update: Julia had the craziest night ever, even though I don't remember much of it!! Love my friends!!!
Translation: Was I raped?

Status Update: Julia is up and watching Saturday morning kid shows!!!
Translation: "I'm bringing a crap ton of stuffed animals, [which are all Pedobears]"

Status Update: Julia LOVES my pookie and can't imagine being at college without him!! :(
Translation: I'm pregnant :(

Status Update: Julia is a gangsta/rockstar/ninja/etc.
Translation: I like black guys/emos/ninjas/etc.

What her "activities/interests" really mean:

Translation: "I'm sticky and I'm lying on someone else's kitchen countertop."

Translation: "I'm making out with an oak tree."

Translation: "Failed cutter."

Asking the big questions, Kant, Nietzsche
Translation: I need titles for my dA yaoi works.

Gettin crunk! Get hyphy!

GoInG oUT w/ MaH GuRLZ
Translation: Going to lesbian bar for a sanity check.

Writing poetry (I'm published)
Translation: Illiterate scenewhore

Relaxing at home
Translation: Basement dweller

Saturday, August 22, 2009

Hurricanes vs. Seminoles

Hurricanes vs. Seminoles

A first grade teacher explains to her class that she is a SEMINOLE fan. She asks her students to raise their hands if they are FSU fans too. Not really knowing what a SEMINOLE fan is, but wanting to be liked by their teacher, their hands fly into the air. There is, however, one exception. A little boy named Charlie has not gone along with the crowd. The teacher asks him why he has decided to be different. "Because I'm not a SEMINOLE fan" he retorts. "Then," asks the teacher,"what are you?" "I'm a proud MIAMI HURRICANES fan!" boasts the little boy. The teacher is a little perturbed now, her face slightly red. She asks Charlie why he is a HURRICANE fan. "Well, my Dad and Mom are HURRICANE fans, so I'm a HURRICANE fan too" he responds. The teacher is now angry. "That's no reason," she says loudly. "What if your Mom was an asshole, and your dad was an idiot. What would you be then?" Charlie smiles and says, "Then I'd be a SEMINOLE fan."

Wednesday, August 19, 2009



[Here is...] the latest in circular crazy logic. The goal here is to convince the antagonist, in this case the landlord, that you are so crazy as to not be worth their time. And it all began with this seemingly benign letter…

…which then led to this hilarious email exchange:

From: David Thorne
Date: Thursday 21 May 2009 10.16am
To: Helen Bailey
Subject: Pets in the building

Dear Helen,

Thankyou for your letter concerning pets in my apartment. I understand that having dogs in the apartment is a violation of the agreement due to the comfort and wellbeing of my neighbours and I am currently soundproofing my apartment with egg cartons as I realise my dogs can cause quite a bit of noise. Especially during feeding time when I release live rabbits.

Regards, David.

From: Helen Bailey
Date: Thursday 21 May 2009 11.18am
To: David Thorne
Subject: Re: Pets in the building

Hello David

I have received your email and wish to remind you that the strata agreement states that no animals are allowed in the building regardless of if your apartment is soundproof. How many dogs do you have at the premises?


From: David Thorne
Date: Thursday 21 May 2009 1.52pm
To: Helen Bailey
Subject: Re: Re: Pets in the building

Dear Helen,

Currently I only have eight dogs but one is expecting puppies and I am very excited by this. I am hoping for a litter of at least ten as this is the number required to participate in dog sled racing. I have read every Jack London novel in preparation and have constructed my own sled from timber I borrowed from the construction site across the road during the night. I have devised a plan which I feel will ensure me taking first place in the next national dog sled championships. For the first year of the puppies life I intend to say the word mush then chase them violently around the apartment while yelling and hitting saucepan lids together. I have estimated that the soundproofing of my apartment should block out at least sixty percent of the noise and the dogs will learn to associate the word mush with great fear so when I yell it on race day, the panic and released adrenaline will spur them on to being winners. I am so confident of this being a foolproof plan that I intend to sell all my furniture the day before the race and bet the proceeds on coming first place.

Regards, David.

From: Helen Bailey
Date: Friday 22 May 2009 9.43am
To: David Thorne
Subject: Re: Re: Re: Pets in the building

David, I am unsure what to make of your email. Do you have pets in the apartment or not?


From: David Thorne
Date: Friday 22 May 2009 11.27am
To: Helen Bailey
Subject: Re: Re: Re: Re: Pets in the building

Dear Helen,

No. I have a goldfish but due to the air conditioner in my apartment being stuck on a constant two degrees celcius, the water in its bowl is iced over and he has not moved for a while so I do not think he is capable of disturbing the neighbours. The ducks in the bathroom are not mine. The noise which my neighbours possibly mistook for a dog in the apartment is just the looping tape I have of dogs barking which I play at high volume while I am at work to deter potential burglars from breaking in and stealing my tupperware. I need it to keep food fresh. Once I ate leftover chinese that had been kept in an unsealed container and I experienced complete awareness. The next night I tried eating it again but only experienced chest pains and diarrhoea.

Regards, David.

From: Helen Bailey
Date: Friday 22 May 2009 1.46pm
To: David Thorne
Subject: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Pets in the building

Hello David

You cannot play sounds of dogs or any noise at a volume that disturbs others. I am sure you can appreciate that these rules are for the benefit of all residents of the building. Fish are fine. You cannot have ducks in the apartment though. If it was small birds that would be ok.


From: David Thorne
Date: Friday 22 May 2009 2.18pm
To: Helen Bailey
Subject: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Pets in the building

Dear Helen,

They are very small ducks.

Regards, David.

From: Helen Bailey
Date: Friday 22 May 2009 4.06pm
To: David Thorne
Subject: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Pets in the building

David, under section 4 of the strata residency agreement it states that you cannot have pets. You agreed to these rules when you signed the forms. These rules are set out to benefit everyone in the building including yourself. Do you have a telephone number I can call you on to discuss?


From: David Thorne
Date: Friday 22 May 2009 5.02pm
To: Helen Bailey
Subject: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Pets in the building

Dear Helen,

The ducks will no doubt be flying south for the winter soon so it will not be an issue. It is probably for the best as they are not getting along very well with my seventeen cats anyway. .

Regards, David.

From: Helen Bailey
Date: Monday 25 May 2009 9.22am
To: David Thorne
Subject: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Pets in the building

David, I am just going to write on the forms that we have investigated and you do not have any pets.





Crazy girls…. I am the first to admit that I am crazy. That’s right. I am one crazy girl. But even I have limits to my craziness. Or, at least, I know when to stop myself before I hurdle the boundary between “crazy bitch” land and “ok, psycho needs to up her meds or go back to the padded room” world. Lately, I keep coming across more and more girls who fall in the latter category.

Normally, I could care less how far off your rocker you are but when your insanity starts to seriously cramp my lifestyle, it gets difficult to ignore. So now I’m wondering, “if I’m crazy, and I cant believe how crazy these bitches are, where did they come from and how did they get soooooo far out there???”… I guess this is easier explained by examples. Ok…

1.) Creepy stalker chicks: they stalk you on Facebook, MySpace, blogs, your friends’ pages, etc and talk about you as either their friend based on info they gather or they use it to report back to an enemy or ex or other stalker to build some f’ed up friendship/relationship. IT’S GETTING REALLY ANNOYING!!!! But, do they stop there??? Oh noooo…. Once you have to go through your entire friend list and weed out all of the possible stalkers, the random friend requests begin popping up. Seriously…. Do you really think that I am going to accept someone as a friend that has no picture, no friends and no profile info??? Try again stalkers!!!! So then you get the idiots that will just request you. Ummmm…. Helllooo????? We have one “friend” in common and I used to date him… Why exactly do you want to be my friends now?? Let me save you the time: Yes, I broke up with him. Yes, if I wanted him back, I’d take him. No, memorizing my profile will never make him care about you the way he did about me. Why? Because you’re pathetic enough to be stalking me on Facebook!!! And you clearly have NO friends… Every girls knows, by now, that you have your friends request the ex’s new chick (if you care…)… I know. I get stuck doing it. Whatever. If you REALLY want to know, ask me. I’ll gladly tell you. Just stop wasting my time!!!

2.) The Ex’s new girls: I have no idea why but the girls my ex’s date after me all HATE me. You would think it is something that I did but this is not hate that builds as they get to know me. They hate me before I even know who they are. If they haven’t seen a picture of me, I might get a few seconds of polite conversation in until it dawns on “the new chick” who I am and she starts to breathe fire. Usually, however, they have already found a picture and have installed some tracking device in my blackberry or some shit. Why do they hate me? I don’t know and I couldn’t care less. If I’m still friends with the ex they’re dating, then he’s probably an idiot for telling them whatever it is that has made them so insecure. Whatever the case is, let me put this out there: I am never second. If I want to be with your man, he wont be your man when I do it. I don’t care what you think of me. I would just advise you to think less about me and more about yourself because you look like a psycho and that’s never cute.

3.) My friends’ girlfriends: I have a lot of guy friends. That’s it. They are just friends. When most of them start dating someone new, I am excited for them and dying to meet the new girl. Same deal with my gfs when they start dating new guys… Chances are that, if I’ve known your new bf since 7th grade and have never been interested in him, that’s not changing now. And, again, I wont be second. If I want him, you’ll know. In the mean time, the insane jealousy and obsession is not cute. A little self-esteem goes a long way. 4.) Girls who are just pulling crazy shit like it’s their job… its not ok to call me and hang up a million times. Sitting in the corner of the club with your two pathetic friends and whispering about my girls and me while we are having fun only makes you look even more pathetic. Trying to talk to me about your new man in a “lets compare notes” way is totally creepy and not cool AT ALL. Checking his phone to see when he calls or texts me and then asking me why or what we talked about is also SOOOO NOT OK… And bbm-ing me from his phone at 5am, pretending to be him is seriously pitiful. (Yes, all of the above have happened in the last 3 weeks). I could go on but I’ve wasted enough time… If you’re that insecure about your relationship, that’s a problem you need to deal with with your man. Either way, I want no part in your crazy world. PLEASE leave me alone and find something else to talk about. In other words…. FIND YOUR PRIDE!!!

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Tuesday, August 18, 2009



With 11 days left until my wedding, the final countdown is in effect. Among the dozens of little things left on my to-do list, I’ve been thinking a lot about the things crossed off my to-do list long before I met my husband to-be — things that have made me a well-rounded, experienced woman ready for a lifetime commitment to another person. After the jump, 20 things every woman should cross off her list before getting married.

  • Live by herself for at least a year.

  • Live with someone else for at least a year.

  • Recover from a broken heart.

  • Have a vacation fling.

  • Take a road-trip with a group of girlfriends.

  • Relish sleeping in a queen-sized bed by herself.

  • Get her finances in order.

  • Learn to love her body.

  • Have sex with at least one person she’d never want to marry (or introduce to mom).

  • Find reliable birth control.

  • Pay off as much credit card debt and student loans as possible.

  • Spend way too much on a something frivolous.

  • Exorcise all past relationship demons.

  • Travel somewhere exotic.

  • Establish a strong circle of friends.

  • Forgive her parents for not being perfect.

  • Have at least one night she can’t quite remember.

  • Experience some really bad first dates.

  • Find hobbies that fulfill her.

  • Celebrate her 25th birthday.


The title on this one says it all... I'm no stranger to nasty divorces. HOWEVER, this letter put my experiences into SOME sort of persective... I'm just still not sure WHAT that is or what to make of any of it!!! All I can say is I CERTAINLY am happy I'm not in THIS woman's shoes...

[via BuzzFeed]


And now, for what is POSSIBLY my favorite video to date, HERE is the BEST wedding entrance EVER!!!

ULTIMATE REVENGE: The Dissolving Bikini

A German company has invented a marvelous new bikini that disappears once a girl puts it on and takes a swim.

The sexy swimsuit disappears by dissolving in water, leaving a woman completely nude and embarrassed. The sexy black swimsuit looks like a real bikini, feels like a real bikini and fits like a real bikini. The only difference is it’s made from a material that completely melts away after a few seconds in water.

Named the "Get Naked Bikini," the item is being marketed as the ultimate form of revenge for recently-dumped dudes. The bikini has upset women's rights groups, with one campaigner, Rosmarie Zapfl, saying, “It is an absolute insult to women that this has been invented.”

It sounds like Ms. Zapfl needs a gift to calm her down. May we suggest a new bikini?

Like bikinis? Then check out Spike's Bikini Poll of the Week.




So, last week, everyone was wondering (or doubting, rather) that this devious revenge tool actually worked. It seemed much more likely that, while it sounded like a great idea in theory, the logistics of CREATING such a PERFECT WEAPON seemed a bit far-fetched... Now, HERE is the proof...