June 15, 2006

Lindsay Stalker E-Mail Of The Day

The lack of humor out there never ceases to amaze me. Here's the latest Lindsay Logan related email sent to me by one of the teeming rabble. The subject line is " HI..... F U!!!"

Whay dont you get it? uuuuu you have, or had her email,so?
leave the girl alone, dont you have other things to do in youre fucking
life
exept for hunting down celebrities? i guess not! plz tray to learn that
they
are still ordinarry peaps, she just lucky to have that opportunity and job!
and she certanly strugles with for her best more then you do to
yourself!
GET A LIFE MAN, I MEEN CMON ,HAVE SOME RESPECT!
The irony of this dude telling me to get a life is just precious.

Let me clue you in on something Mr. Jariv Voroshilov. Anyone who would spend even five seconds writing the e-mail you wrote to me is by definition a loser. That's a scientific fact. Look it up.

Plus anyone who does a google search for "Lindsay Logan's email" is a stalker as well as a loser. That would be you. Seek help.

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Happy Valdemarsdag!

Today is Valdemar's day, which, as longtime visitors of this blog well know, is Denmark's version of flag day. It's when Danish people celebrate God's gift of the Dannebrog to them in the year 1219. I've retold the legend before, but you can read another humorous version at The Moron's Euroblog.

Valdemar's day

I got an email this morning from visitor Drake, who loves my blog by the way. (I actually encourage anyone and everyone to e-mail me for the purpose of telling me how much you love my blog.) Anyways, Drake alerted me to the following bit of information, Danish exports are UP!

As reported by The American Thinker:

The MSM in Denmark yesterday cited a brand-new report from the Danish ‘Institut for Konjunktur-Analyse’ that unambiguously shows that the “cartoon crisis” has had a positive impact on Danish exports. The export business is literally booming and the result for the first half of 2006 is expected to be the best in the last 4 years.

Here’s an article from Denmarks largest financial newspaper. Unfortunately it’s in Danish (you might be able to extract the essentials from the headline nevertheless.) The article basically says that while the export to Islamic countries has gone down, this is more than compensated for by an increase in export to other countries, especially the USA! Senior analyst Joern Thulstrup is quoted as saying: (translated) “It’s an overlooked fact in the Danish debate that Denmark is held in very high regard in the USA, and this is really paying off in regard to business.”

So help celebrate Valdemarsdag, eat a danish today!

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June 14, 2006

Wednesday Is Poetry Day

Hear Johnny Cash reading this poem in in his inimitable voice here. It was a hit record in 1974.


Ragged Old Flag

I walked through a county courthouse square,
On a park bench an old man was sitting there.
I said, "Your old courthouse is kinda run down."
He said, "Naw, it'll do for our little town."
I said, "Your flagpole has leaned a little bit,
And that's a Ragged Old Flag you got hanging on it."

He said, "Have a seat", and I sat down.
"Is this the first time you've been to our little town?"
I said, "I think it is." He said, "I don't like to brag,
But we're kinda proud of that Ragged Old Flag.

"You see, we got a little hole in that flag there
When Washington took it across the Delaware.
And it got powder-burned the night Francis Scott Key
Sat watching it writing 'Oh Say Can You See.'
And it got a bad rip in New Orleans
With Packingham and Jackson tuggin' at its seams.

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"And it almost fell at the Alamo
Beside the Texas flag, but she waved on though.
She got cut with a sword at Chancellorsville,
And she got cut again at Shiloh Hill.
There was Robert E. Lee, Beauregard, and Bragg,
And the south wind blew hard on that Ragged Old Flag.

"On Flanders Field in World War I
She got a big hole from a Bertha gun.
She turned blood red in World War II.
She hung limp and low a time or two.
She was in Korea and Vietnam.
She went where she was sent by her Uncle Sam.

"She waved from our ships upon the briny foam,
And now they've about quit waving her back here at home.
In her own good land she's been abused--
She's been burned, dishonored, denied, and refused.

"And the government for which she stands
Is scandalized throughout the land.
And she's getting threadbare and wearing thin,
But she's in good shape for the shape she's in.
'Cause she's been through the fire before,
And I believe she can take a whole lot more.

"So we raise her up every morning,
We take her down every night.
We don't let her touch the ground,
And we fold her up right.
On second thought I do like to brag,
'Cause I'm mighty proud of that Ragged Old Flag."


Happy Flag Day!

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June 13, 2006

Want To Make £100?

England's The Sun newspaper will pay you £100 if they use your picture in the paper. All you have to do is wave the flag of St. George next to some local landmark, to show yourself as England's "furthest flung fan."

Hey, if I sent in a picture of myself next to the Hollywood sign, butt naked and waving a crusader symbol, I could be a page 3 girl, earn roughly $184.24, and piss off some islamofascists all at the same time!

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June 12, 2006

Coolest Thing On The Internets Of The Day

I star in another movie! This one has a sad ending, but shows my dramatic range.

Directed by Victor.

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The Totally Awesome Thirty Questions Meme

Okay, you've all seen these things, a list of questions supposedly designed to help you get to know me better. Really, this list is pretty lame. The only things you need to know about me are that I'm totally awesome, totally hot, and I can kick your ass at tennis or trivia any day of the week. Other than that, what's to know? I'm pretty boring.

I once had a 100 Things list up, but I got tired of it and I haven't yet gotten in the mood to revise it. The following thirty questions are a meme that many of the Cotillion babes are answering this week. In our collective wisdom, we have all decided that questions like "what color is your bathroom" and "what fabric detergent do you use" are burning issues that our readers' lives cannot be considered complete without knowing the answers thereto.

So without further ado:

  1. What time did you get up this morning? 5:30 a.m.
  2. Diamonds or pearls? Diamonds, never pearls.
  3. What was the last film you saw at the movie house? United 93
  4. What is your favorite TV show? I never miss American Idol or 24, but the best show on tv is Lost.
  5. What did you have for breakfast? Starbuck's old fashioned donut, and a coffee.
  6. What is your middle name? Grace
  7. What is your favorite cuisine? Spanish
  8. What foods do you dislike? I don't dislike sushi, but I'm afraid to eat anything raw.
  9. What kind of car do you drive? 1994 Mazda MX-6
  10. Favorite Sandwich? Thick slices of mozarella cheese with pesto, romaine lettuce and sun-dried tomato on a sesame seed roll. Try it.
  11. What characteristic do you despise? When someone takes themself too seriously.
  12. Favorite item of clothing? I'd have to say shoes.
  13. If you could go anywhere in the world for a holiday where would you go? I totally want to see Japan.
  14. What color is your bathroom? It is apartment beige.
  15. Favorite brand of clothing? Ann Taylor.
  16. Where would you like to retire? Hungary or Portugal.
  17. Favorite time of the day? Right now, 4:45 p.m. because then it's almost time to go home.
  18. What was your most memorable birthday? When I was in Jamaica. Correction, I don't really remember much about that day.
  19. Where were you born? Copenhagen, Denmark.
  20. Favorite sport to watch? Used to be basketball but the NBA sucks these days, so it's football.
  21. What are you wearing right now? Coincidentally it's shiny black basketball shorts and my "guns+bombs=peace" t-shirt.
  22. What star sign are you? Aries.
  23. What fabric detergent do you use? Tide unscented.
  24. Pepsi or Coke? I drink Coca-Cola, for a strong America.
  25. Are you a morning person or a night owl? Night owl.
  26. What is your shoe size? 8.
  27. Do you have any pets? Sadly, no.
  28. Any new exciting news youÂ’d like to share with your readers? My boyfriend and I are getting an apartment together next semester!
  29. What did you want to be when you were little? Firefighter, if you can believe it.
  30. What are you meant to be doing today? Writing something more creative than this.
Check out Cassandra's for a round-up of other Cotillion idiosyncracies!

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June 11, 2006

From The Secret Video Files

A recent conversation between Randi Rhodes and Jerry Springer, dealing with subjects of a more personal nature.

Rhodes & Springer

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Peter Pumpkin The Spectacular Pumpkin, Episode 42

Hangin' out on Sunday afternoon in Phineas' garage.

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June 10, 2006

Code Red To The Zark Man's Head!

Does it even need to be said that if this questionable rumor is true, I hope our boys took a few extra hard swings just for me?

Update: AQ feelin the heat just a little? Via Preston, whom all the girls dig.

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Peter Pumpkin The Spectacular Pumpkin, Episode 41

Peter does product endorsements.

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June 09, 2006

Cautious Optimism?

Here's two articles from the anti-war, often anti-American Associated Press, that give cause for optimism to those of us who want victory.

Ignore the predictably negative headline and check out some key quotes from this article:

Abu Musab al-Zarqawi's death doesn't mean an end to the insurgency in Iraq — but it could mean a change in strategy.

"What Iraqi Sunnis want in Iraq is different from what al-Zarqawi wants," said Sadeq al-Musawi, who until February was President Jalal Talabani's political adviser. "Sunnis want to push out foreign forces from Iraq. Al-Zarqawi ... wanted Islamic rule and wanted to instigate civil war between Sunnis and Shiites."

The death on Wednesday of the al-Qaida in Iraq leader could also provide an opening for the Iraqi government to try to woo Sunni insurgents.

Deputy Prime Minister Salam Zikam Ali al-Zubaie, a Sunni, said the national unity government of Shiite Prime Minister Nouri al-Maliki was open to contacts with armed groups except those involved in the killing of civilians or opposed to the U.S.-backed political process.

There have been contacts in the past between envoys of the U.S. and Iraqi governments and various insurgent groups, but none is known to have produced any deals or progressed beyond the preliminary stages.

"Al-Qaida in Iraq and its supporters must be shaken by al-Zarqawi's death," al-Zubaie said Friday. "It has given security forces a boost," al-Zubaie said.

An even more optimistic AP story looks at the beating Al Qaeda leadership has taken around the world in the last two years. A partial rundown:
A 2004 Associated Press analysis named a dozen young terror suspects as front-line leaders, their hands stained with the blood of attacks from Bali to Baghdad, Casablanca to Madrid.

Al-Zarqawi, who sat atop the 2004 list as the biggest threat after bin Laden and his deputy Ayman al-Zawahri, died Wednesday when U.S. forces dropped two 500-pound bombs on his hideout northeast of Baghdad.

. . .

Globally, security forces have also had considerable success. Another four of the top 12 young militants in the 2004 list have met violent ends — in shootouts in Saudi Arabia, under U.S. bombardment in Iraq, or in an Algerian terror sweep. The seven who remain at large are on the run, and none has been able to match al-Zarqawi's success at launching large-scale attacks since mid-2004.

. . .

Joining al-Zarqawi in the list of dead militant leaders is Nabil Sahraoui, who took over the North African Salafist Group for Call and Combat in 2004 and announced that he was merging it with al-Qaida. Sahraoui did not have much time to savor his power play. The militant, who was in his 30s, was gunned down by Algerian troops that same year east of Algiers.

Habib Akdas, the accused ringleader of the 2003 bombings in Istanbul, Turkey, and another member of the class of 2004, died during the U.S. bombardment of the Iraqi city of Fallujah in November of that year, according to the testimony of an al-Qaida suspect in U.S. custody. Turkish security forces believe the account and say Akdas, who was also in his 30s, is dead.

Syrian-born Loa'i Mohammad Haj Bakr al-Saqa, who has emerged as an even more senior leader of the Istanbul bombings, but who was not included in the 2004 list of top terror suspects, is in a Turkish jail awaiting trial on terror charges.

Two other men who were on the 2004 list met their ends at the hands of security forces in Saudi Arabia.

Abdulaziz al-Moqrin, 30, who rose from high school dropout to become al-Qaida's leader in the kingdom, was cornered and killed by security forces in Riyadh in 2004, shortly after he masterminded the kidnapping and beheading of American engineer Paul M. Johnson.

In 2005, Saudi forces shot and killed Abdelkrim Mejjati, a Moroccan in his late 30s who was believed to have played a leading role in the May 2003 bombings in Casablanca that killed more than 30 people. Mejjati came from a privileged background, attending an exclusive French school in Morocco before turning to terrorism. He was sent to Saudi Arabia on bin Laden's orders, becoming one of the kingdom's most wanted men.

For most of those at large, life is anything but easy.

Let's not forget the parliamentary approval of Iraq's new Defense and Interior ministers, and the newfound momentum of American troops against the insurgency. Add to those bits of good news, the announcement by Iraq's Prime Minister Nouri al-Maliki two weeks ago that "Our forces are capable of taking over the security in all Iraqi provinces within a year and a half," and things look even better.

I've always been an optimist on Iraq and the War on Terror. I remained so even during the darkest days when the temptation to jump sides became too much to resist for better conservatives than I.

Still, I've never been one who, on this blog, was quick to announce certain "victories" as "turning points" or signs of "light at the end of the tunnel." I know that in war, as in life, the road to victory is often tortuous (definition 1). For every bit of good news, there's some bad news that the opposition will trumpet, so it's hard being an optimist when no one knows the ultimate outcome with certainty. But I'm a lot more hopeful today than I was a week ago. Maybe, just maybe, we've crested a hill over there.

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Friday History Lesson For Y'all

I can attest to the accuracy of the video below, because I have a bunch of history degrees. It's the shit they don't tell you in school.

(It reminds me a lot of this famous site, which is also really funny.)

Via Pursuit.

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June 08, 2006

My E-Mail To Robert Redford

So you're totally not going to believe this, but I got an e-mail from Robert Redford, the famous actor!

Here is what it said:

Dear annika,

When President Bush took office in 2001, the average price of a gallon of regular unleaded gasoline was $1.47. Today the average price is $2.89 and itÂ’s much more in many places. This surge in gas prices has hit a nerve for many around the country, reminding us of an economy that is increasingly uncertain for the middle-class, a growing addiction to oil that draws us ever closer to dictators and despots, and a fragile global position with a climate that is increasingly out of balance.

It's time to rise to the challenge and Kick the Oil Habit.

Join me and thousands of others by taking action at www.KicktheOilHabit.org

We just launched a campaign to take on Big Oil companies and demand better energy solutions. Please take a moment to visit our site and watch our powerful video that shows how Big Oil and their backers in Washington are profiting while working Americans are paying more.

Our first action is to challenge oil companies to double the number of E85 ethanol fuel pumps at their stations within a year and pledge to offer renewable fuel at half of all gas stations within the decade.

Please join our effort and take action now: http://www.KicktheOilHabit.org

Thank you,

Robert Redford on behalf of the Kick the Oil Habit campaign.

I was so excited that I e-mailed him back right away!

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John Kerry Declares "Mission Accomplished"

This is rich. I wonder if Kerry was wearing a flight suit when he wrote this.

Statement by John Kerry on the Death of Abu Musab al-Zarqawi

Abu Musab al-Zarqawi was a brutal terrorist and his death strikes a blow to al-Qaeda in Iraq. This ruthless thug who abused the true meaning of Islam was an intruder on Iraqi soil and itÂ’s good news that heÂ’s dead. Our troops did an incredible job hunting him down and destroying him, and all of America is proud of their skill and commitment.

“With the end of al-Zarqawi and the confirmation of the final vital cabinet ministries in IraqÂ’s new government, itÂ’s another sign that itÂ’s time for Iraqis to stand up for Iraq, bring the factions together, end the insurgency, and run their own country. Our troops have done their job in Iraq, and theyÂ’ve done it valiantly. ItÂ’s time to work with the new Iraqi government to bring our combat troops home by the end of this year.” [emphasis added]

Time to declare victory and come home, eh? There was Caesar, Alexander, von Clausewitz, Sun Tzu, Eisenhower, and now John F. Kerry: military genius.

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Death Of An Enemy

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Now that Al Zarqawi is getting fucked in the ass by his cellmates Pol Pot and Beria, I think we should celebrate the heroes who dropped the two 500 lb. JDAMs that killed him. Their victory is as historic at the one that occurred on April 17, 1943, also heralded as great news:

[A]s the mountains of Bougainville came into view [it was] 0934 when sharp-eyed Doug Canning called out "Bogeys, eleven o'clock. High." Mitchell couldn't believe it; there they were, right on schedule, exactly as planned. The Japanese planes appeared bright and new-looking to the pilots of the 339th. They jettisoned their drop tanks and bored in for the attack. Holmes and Hine had trouble with their tanks, only Barber and Lanphier of the killer group went after the Japanese bombers. All the other P-38s followed their instructions to fly cover.

. . . The Lightnings had waded into the Japanese flight, pouring forth their deadly streams of lead. In the manner of all aerial combat, the fight was brief, high-speed, and confused. . . .

. . . Both Lanphier and Barber claimed one bomber shot down over the jungles of Bougainville. Frank Holmes claimed another shot down over the water a few minutes later. From Japanese records and survivors, among them Admiral Ugaki, the following facts are certain. Only two Betty bombers were involved; Yamamoto's was shot down over Bougainville with no survivors; the second went into the ocean and Ugaki lived to tell about it. Shortly after the attack, a Japanese search party located the wreckage, including the Admiral's body, which they ceremonially cremated.

. . .

The pilots uneventfully flew back to Guadalcanal, where upon landing, the ground personnel greeted them gleefully, like a winning football team. While Lanphier and Barber briefly disagreed about the air battle, all was subsumed in the generally celebratory atmosphere. Lanphier later recalled enjoying his best meal of the war that night.

Link to the full history here.

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June 07, 2006

Most Horrible Thing On The Internets Ever

Victor sent me a link to the most horrible thing I've ever seen on the internets. This is way worse than the drunk dog fucking video, which at least was funny. No, this one is so horrible I almost want to cancel my internet service and never go online again. Cuz if that's what the internets have come to, if that's the kind of awfulness we are now able to witness at the click of a button -- I mean the kind of stuff that should have been burned, buried and forgotten, never to see the light of day ever again, where it will damage the eyes and ears and brains of millions of innocent unsuspecting people -- well then I think this whole internets thing has gone too far.

If you dare, click on this YouTube link. But I must warn you, It is shockingly baaad, and even Victor admitted that he was physically unable to watch the entire thing. I did, and I will forever be sorry.

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Wednesday Is Poetry Day: Ginsberg

As Tony noted, Saturday was Allen Ginsberg's birthday. There must be a Ginsberg bug going around because Strawman also suggested a poem by the great one. I can't abide his political stuff, but Ginsberg is a genuine literary icon, and a fearless poet. He's also an interesting guy to boot. Here is a perfect poem for today.


A Supermarket in California

      What thoughts I have of you tonight, Walt Whitman, for
I walked down the sidestreets under the trees with a headache
self-conscious looking at the full moon.
      In my hungry fatigue, and shopping for images, I went
into the neon fruit supermarket, dreaming of your enumerations!
      What peaches and what penumbras! Whole families
shopping at night! Aisles full of husbands! Wives in the
avocados, babies in the tomatoes!--and you, Garcia Lorca, what
were you doing down by the watermelons?

      I saw you, Walt Whitman, childless, lonely old grubber,
poking among the meats in the refrigerator and eyeing the grocery
boys.
      I heard you asking questions of each: Who killed the
pork chops? What price bananas? Are you my Angel?
      I wandered in and out of the brilliant stacks of cans
following you, and followed in my imagination by the store
detective.
      We strode down the open corridors together in our
solitary fancy tasting artichokes, possessing every frozen
delicacy, and never passing the cashier.

      Where are we going, Walt Whitman? The doors close in
an hour. Which way does your beard point tonight?
      (I touch your book and dream of our odyssey in the
supermarket and feel absurd.)
      Will we walk all night through solitary streets? The
trees add shade to shade, lights out in the houses, we'll both be
lonely.

      Will we stroll dreaming of the lost America of love
past blue automobiles in driveways, home to our silent cottage?
      Ah, dear father, graybeard, lonely old courage-teacher,
what America did you have when Charon quit poling his ferry and
you got out on a smoking bank and stood watching the boat
disappear on the black waters of Lethe?


"Shopping for images," what artist can't identify with that line?

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June 06, 2006

Coolest Thing On The Internets Of The Day, Really

Now this is a special one. Pandora.com is a site that recommends songs based on objective similarities to the songs you input.

[W]e set out to capture the essence of music at the most fundamental level. We ended up assembling literally hundreds of musical attributes or "genes" into a very large Music Genome. Taken together these genes capture the unique and magical musical identity of a song - everything from melody, harmony and rhythm, to instrumentation, orchestration, arrangement, lyrics, and of course the rich world of singing and vocal harmony. It's not about what a band looks like, or what genre they supposedly belong to, or about who buys their records - it's about what each individual song sounds like.
It seems a much more scientific than other internet "radio" sites that play songs based on broader categories or the buying habits of similar users whose tastes usually aren't that similar to mine.

I thought I'd try to stump it by entering the name of my favorite new musical discovery, April Verch. But the program passed my test with flying colors. Give it a whirl.

h/t to Jody.

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I Suck At My Own Game

Try your hand at Tuning Spork's version of the iPod Name That Tune meme I made up last Saturday.

His versions are here and here.

I couldn't get any of them.

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I Voted

So I voted today, proudly. While I was standing in line to get my newfangled, but not improved ballot, there was a girl in front of me wearing the standard avante garde uniform. Black hair, peasant dress, multicolored bohemian purse with buttons for obscure bands affixed to the strap. You know, dressed just the same as all the other non-conformists her age. It was her first time voting, so the elderly gentleman handing out ballots said, "congratulations."

I was curious about her party affiliation. I'm ashamed to admit it, but I was. I wanted to give her the benefit of the doubt, since I used to look just like her, actually.* You can't judge a book by its cover. I want to know a person's politics before I judge them.

However, I had to stifle a snicker when the kindly gentleman handed her the ballot and announced, "Green." A bolder person than I might have said this:

Wow girl, I was almost hoping you'd surprise me. But alas you're "non-conformity" entirely conforms to my first impression of you. I just want to know something. Do you believe everything your professor tells you? Yah, the "cool" one who wants you to call him by his first name? It's okay. You might grow out of it someday. In the meantime keep voting Green. I'd much rather you waste your vote come November than have you vote Democrat, so thanks.
Luckily, I am not a bold person, so I continued on my merry way, and voted against 81 and 82. Perhaps I'm a little too unfair to this first time voter girl. She actually deserved her congratulations. She managed to drag her ass down to the polls, when 66% of her fellow Californians couldn't be bothered with it.
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* Not today though. I wore a heather gray polo shirt, khaki capris, and spotless white Keds. Oh and RayBans. I looked so Republican as I walked down to my polling place, people must have thought I got lost on my way to Newport Beach.

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