Some good folks I've met recently...I'll introduce them to the rest of the world now...from left to right, there's Cousin Mike (or Mike, as he's known by most people, since actually being named "Cousin Mike" by his parents would be really sad. He's Jason's cousin, and since the guy with the #4 on his shirt is also named Mike, there needs to be some distinction of Mikes, hence the cousin moniker). Then there's Emily (easy enough...not that I'm saying she's easy, just that her name is easy enough to explain. I'm certain she's not a whore...but she was Gogo for Halloween), then Dr. Mike (who is called that because he's in his last year of med school right now, so although technically not a doctor, that's his distinction from Cousin Mike...although "Dr. Mike" doesn't like being called Dr. Mike, so sometimes we call him "L.A. Mike" cuz he's from L.A. I prefer Dr. Mike. I also would've preferred it if he didn't try to get away with wearing just that shirt and attempting to go as Johnny Storm from the Fantastic Four) and George (which is technically his American name, although it's pronounced "Jorge" like the Spanish name...but I'm told that it's still spelled like George, so I dunno). Wow, these guys are complicated. And mostly Asian. How did I meet so many Asians? I feel like I'm back at Cornell. Although if you asked Cousin Mike, he'd probably say he's not Asian, he's Phillipino, which is Pacific Islander. Well shit on me! My brain hurts.