Baseball season starts this weekend with opening night in St. Louis. After all the free agent signings, trades, and rookies who shined in Spring Training, you may need help identifying the players on your favorite club. Abbot and Costello are here to explain it all.
I’m long overdue in posting my review of Garden State (2004) which Susan and I watched on DVD a couple of weeks ago.
A movie set in a New Jersey with a soundtrack full of hip music and Natalie Portman, what’s not to like? Well there are a few things I didn’t like. Too much flashy, MTV-style editing, close-ups of Zach Braff staring morosely at the screen, and like Running With Scissors the soundtrack can be blaringly obtrusive. The end of the film is far too clean cut and formulaic, I think the movie would’ve been better ending about 15 minutes earlier. Who in real life falls completely and truly in love in four days anyway?
Despite these flaws, I enjoyed Garden State immensely. The movie is the story of Andrew Largeman (Zach Braff, who also wrote and directed) an actor who returns home to New Jersey after a long absence after his parapalegic mother drowns in the bathtub (how she gets in the bath in the first place is not explained for when they actually show the bath in the movie it has no railings or anything else to assist a disabled person). The four days following the funeral are an intense period for Andrew becoming reaquianted with old friends, avoiding and finally reconciling with his father (Ian Holm who has grown and gained a Jersey accent since being Bilbo Baggins), and meeting and falling in love with a young woman named Samantha (Natalie Portman).
When you get past the philosophical exposition and the message points, what I really like about this movie is that it is a series of bizzare events. I think everyone has days like this where just a lot of weird things occur one after another, and I think the movie captures this believably. I especially like the series of events that leads Andrew, Samantha, and Mark (Peter Sarsgaard) to the bottom of a mysterious quarry where the least dysfunctional family in the entire film live in a houseboat.
My Lenten fast from online Mets forums means I’m paying even less attention to Spring Training than I usually d0. I am however very aware that Opening Day (or Opening Night as is the case) is approaching. The Mets will be playing at the Cardinals Sunday night, April 1st, in real, honest-to-God regular season baseball. No foolin’. Joyce at Mike’s Mets has Spring Fever and claims to be optimistic although I can detect uncertainty in her voice. I’m feeling a bit uneasy about the Mets repeating much less improving upon last season, but then again it wasn’t until September when I was finally convinced that the Braves were not going to surge and steal the division title.
Getting ready for a new season means renewing hatred for those teams that happen to better than the Mets (and who says jealousy is the only deadly sin that gives no pleasure?). The Pinetar Rag posts an image of what the Yankees payroll looks like in actual dollars (brilliantly including some yen as well for the Yankees Japanese players). These are the ill-gotten gains the Yankees use to buy their way into the playoffs each season. Of course, one can find pleasure in that despite all that money the Yankees have failed to win a World Series for six straight seasons, but on the other hand they are still taking playoff spots from more deserving teams. I’ll be pleased when they fail to make the postseason at all. Maybe this year?
Speaking of the Cardinals, they are a team that I hated with a teenage boy’s passion back in the days of the White Rat and pond scum. In more recent years I’ve grown indifferent to the Cardinals and even a little admiring of the Best Fans in Baseball (especially when they were so classy to stay and applaud the Red Sox after the 2004 World Series). But my hate-o-meter may be swinging back now and not just because of Yadier Bleeping Molina. Greg at Faith and Fear in Flushing reports on the many ways the Cardinals will be celebrating their World Series Championship in that opening series versus the Mets, including:
- commemorative patches and gold trim on the Cardinals’ uniforms
- handing out World Series rings to everyone who comes into the stadium (except the Mets)
- giving fans replica World Series banners measuring 3′ x 5′
- celebrating the 25th anniversary of the 1982 World Series with our Keith Hernandez
That’s laying it on a bit thick isn’t it? I guess it’s good they’re not going to start opening day by having the fans wave palms and lay them down before Tony LaRussa. I guess it’s pretty cool for the Cardinals’ fans but watching those first games could leave me seeing red.
Once again I’ve read and collected news articles and blog posts that are worth sharing but have absolutely nothing to connect them together except maybe that they teach us something interesting. Enjoy!
- The Boston Globe contains a story from AP about a Maine man announcing for president — as Thomas Jefferson.
- From the Christian Science Monitor, Gloria Goodale writes ‘Baby Loves Disco’: clubbing for the Mommy-and-me set in which we learn that having kids doesn’t mean giving up dancing because baby likes to boogie too.
- From the Christian Science Monitor, Annie Sherman writes Backstory: She keeps the lighthouse fantastic about Sally Snowman the keeper of Boston Light (Susan and I met her on our wedding anniversary adventure to Boston Light).
- From the New York Times, Tracie Rozhon writes To Have, Hold and Cherish, Until Bedtime in which we learn that happily married couples are no longer sharing a bed (just like Lucy and Rickey).
- From Escar-go-go, Robert David Sullivan writes Sacre Bleu Line! in which we discover that the MBTA’s new website has much too literal translations into French.
- From MediaChannel.org, Danny Schecter writes The Politics of Music and Music As Politics appreciates the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame for protecting the genre’s heritage amid corporate corruption.
- From Mother Jones, Bill Mckibben writes Reversal of Fortune in which we learn that More isn’t Better.
- Streetsblog and Sarah Goodyear share StreetFilms: Interview with Parking Guru Donald Shoup who teaches us that free parking and expensive housing are backwards thinking.
- From Bicycle Fixation, James Howard Kunstler asks Can America Survive Suburbia?
- From the Boston Globe, Chris Kahn writes that a Glass skywalk opens above the Grand Canyon with the help of astronaut Buzz Aldrin. Anytime you can involve Buzz Aldrin it automatically makes things better.
Here are some recent (and not so recent) pieces on libraries and librarianship:
- I try not to bristle at the typical “libraries are behind the times” and “what can we learn from big business” aspects of this article and try to glean the positive aspects of how libraries can help the patron who shouts I Want It Now:
We’ve made interlibrary loan so efficient, we sometimes forget it carries a price. But it’s quicker to borrow a book from another library than to go through the traditional acquisitions and cataloging process.
I have to say I’ve never thought of ILL as efficient, but I guess there’s a good point. It seems to me that libraries really need to strike a balance with what resources can be kept on hand and the costs (in money, time, and staffing) they incur.
- Speaking of costs, one of my co-workers showed me this great web exhibit from the University of Maryland Libraries that shows the relative costs for the library of purchasing just two resources: Show Me the Money — The Reality of Library Costs.
- Underneath the curmudgeonly “kids these days” tone of this Wall Street Journal article there are some interesting insights on serving children as library users and the balance between digital and print resources. Of the Places You’ll Go, Is the Library Still One of Them?
It’s true that older Internet-phobes are missing out on an incredible tool. But many tech-savvy kids never experience the library as a place for serendipitous discovery. “The library is about delayed gratification,” says Dr. Levine. “It’s about browsing through shelves of biographies. ‘Do I want Jackie Robinson? Franklin Roosevelt? What will I do when I grow up?’ The library slows you down and makes you think.”
Today [3/15], in West Bloomfield, Mich., 50 first-graders from Lone Pine Elementary are scheduled to visit the library and get their first library cards. I interviewed some of the students last week about the books, videos and computer games they hoped to find at the library.
One precocious first-grader, Elias Khoury, warned his classmates: “The computer is mostly mind-numbing. If you waste time on the computer, you won’t find any good books.” I had to smile. Give that kid a library card, I thought, and he’ll go places.
- Finally, ABC TV is producing a six-episode comedy-drama entitled The Librarians.
In the not too distant future, one can expect the study of Star Wars to become a serious discipline in anthropology, arts, sociology and philosophy. Articles on Star Wars will be published in peer-reviewed journals and one will read things like this: A New Sith, or Revenge of the Hope: Reconsidering Star Wars IV in the light of I-III . Not to give away too much, but this article thoughtfully reveals that two of the more minor characters in the Star Wars universe are central to the rebellion and they planned it all along.
Meanwhile, Eddie Izzard recreates the missing scene where Darth Vader attempts to order penne a la abbriata from the Death Star Canteen (NSFW due to some profanity).
One of my favorite beers of late is this strong ale from a Vermont microbrewery.
Beer: Double Bag Ale
Brewer: Long Trail Brewing Co.
Source: 12 oz. bottle
Rating: ** (6.9 of 10)
Comments: This is a malty altbier pours foamy and dark. After not being able to smell my beers lately I’m pleased to say this beer has a pleasant grainy aroma. And the taste is wonderful, malty and dry with a lilt of an aftertaste. All in all this is a good Green Mountain approximation of a Bavarian beer.
An article published in the Boston Globe, First lambs are sign of spring at Stamford farm, by Alison Damast of the Stamford Advocate makes me happy on a pretty spring day. First, it is about sheep which always make me happy. I love that the ewe is named Rachel. I love that the llamas are watching out for the lambs.
Second, this story takes place at the Stamford Museum and Nature Center, one of my favorite places on earth. As a kid it was fun to go and see the pigs wallowing at the Heckscher Farm, watch ice harvesting, attempt to follow the trails through the woods to the Bartlett Arboretum, see the American Indian exhibits in the museum, and maybe, just maybe, be there on a day when the otter came out of his hole.
One day I’ll trek to Stamford with my children and take them to the Stamford Museum and Nature Center. And they will be bored stiff because they have no nostalgic memories of the place. It’ll build character.
This is the time of year when we get to hear a lot of news about the Emerald Isle, its denizens, and the Irish diaspora.
Lots of Irish bands tour the United States around St. Patrick’s Day, and the Pogues have started an annual tradition of making short tours of cities in the Northeast. Susan and I saw them last year in Boston. While it was great to finally see the band I love perform live, I left the performance feeling a bit uneasy. First, despite their reunion it appears that the Pogues who were once so revolutionary in combining traditional Irish music with punk are now pretty much a nostalgia act. Second, while Shane MacGowan is know to be a kind man and a talented songwriter, the effects of his alcoholism make him look pretty pathetic. Maybe he can handle it better than other people but it was clear that the rest of the band was much less tense when MacGowan was not on stage. What bothered me more is the majority of the audience who seemed to enjoy MacGowan’s drunken act as if he was but a comic caricature and not a human being and an artist.
Anyhow tickets were too expensive this year but I read that MacGowan is in better healh this year. The New York Times ran this piece A Ramble Through the Mind of the Pogues’ Poet which offers some nice insights beyond the typical drunk caricature. I liked reading MacGowan’s views on literature and politics, especially the last bit about Ian Paisley.
Asked about the prospect of Irish reunification, he cited Ian Paisley, the Unionist leader in Northern Ireland and a staunch opponent of the republican cause: “Ian Paisley is one of the best agents the I.R.A. ever had. He’s done more for returning the six counties than anyone else
Ian Paisley is also in the news of late (full disclosure: Rev. Paisley would rank high on a list of my least favorite people). Northern Ireland recently held elections which for Northern Ireland actually had a fairly low turnout, partly because of competition with football matches. The election turned out to be a good day for the more extreme parties on each side of the conflict, the Irish nationalist Sinn Féin party headed by Gerry Adams and Paisley’s Democratic Unionist Party. In a unique situation, one that would have been impossible even ten years ago, these parties may end up power-sharing and forming a devolved government separate from the rule of London. Michael Levy observes in the Britannica Blog that this is an historic dilemma for Paisley.
Now, Northern Ireland and the rest of the United Kingdom (and the world) await Paisley’s next move. Some warriors are able to turn in their swords for olive branches while others find it extremely difficult to let go of old animosities. At age 80 Paisley has precious little time left to write the final chapter and epilogue of his legacy. Does he remain steadfast to his past statements and refuse to negotiate with Sinn Féin or does he take a leap of faith and risk splitting his party by entering a government with them and taking the reins of power?
History will–and should–judge Paisley by his actions over the next two weeks, and let’s hope that he misses this chance to miss this chance.
According to the Guardian, none other than UK Prime Minister Tony Blair is using his influence to affect Paisley using a surprise tactic, a shared interest in religion.
Downing Street refused to comment last night. However, Lord Bew, the professor of Irish politics at Queen’s University Belfast who has good connections at the highest levels of government, believes the Blair/Paisley dialogue on religion has transformed their relations, even though they come from apparently contrasting denominations.A fierce Protestant, Mr Paisley is the founder and moderator of the Free Presbyterian church, who has outraged Catholics by denouncing the Pope as the anti-Christ. Mr Blair is an Anglican who attends mass with his Catholic wife.
“Blair is brilliant at seducing Paisley,” Lord Bew said. “This is the most amazing love affair, the last great Blairite romance.They are even exchanging books on religion. It is fantastic stuff. It is religious; it is romantic. It is brilliant. You have to hand it to him. Once again, when we thought the old maestro was fading, his capacity to seduce, politically speaking, is phenomenal.”
One would expect that neither MacGowan nor Paisley would be all too pleased by studies that state that the majority of people in Britain and Ireland are genetically of the same ancestry with little effect on the gene pool by later invaders to the two islands. The New York Times reports on this research in A United Kingdom? Maybe.
If the people of the British Isles hold most of their genetic heritage in common, with their differences consisting only of a regional flavoring of Celtic in the west and of northern European in the east, might that perception draw them together? Geneticists see little prospect that their findings will reduce cultural and political differences. The Celtic cultural myth “is very entrenched and has a lot to do with the Scottish, Welsh and Irish identity; their main identifying feature is that they are not English,” said Dr. Sykes, an Englishman who has traced his Y chromosome and surname to an ancestor who lived in the village of Flockton in Yorkshire in 1286.
Dr. Oppenheimer said genes “have no bearing on cultural history.” There is no significant genetic difference between the people of Northern Ireland, yet they have been fighting with each other for 400 years, he said.
As for his thesis that the British and Irish are genetically much alike, “It would be wonderful if it improved relations, but I somehow think it won’t.”
Dr. Stephen Oppenheimer also writes on his research in Myths of British Ancestry in Prospect Magazine.
Finally, while the Irish have long been know as emigrants settling as a diaspora in nations around the world, and creating vibrant communities, appear to be heading back home. The Boston Globe reports that the Wave of Irish immigration to Boston begins to slow due to affluence in Ireland and a post Sept. 11th crackdown on immigration into the United States. The second part of the article is called Going Full Circle.
- On my way to work this morning, it occurred to me that a baby born on the date of my high school graduation would now be getting ready to celebrate her/his Sweet Sixteen in May. It’s hard to comprehend that in a little over a year I will have lived more years since my graduation than the age I was when I graduate. Especially since it seemed to take so long to reach that pinnacle.
- A caption on the Boston.com website reads: Monster launches new product. I had a very literal image of a green scaly monster growling and flinging some product into the sky in a fit of rage.
- Despite being too busy to post for several days I’ve noticed that the number of views that Panorama of the Mountains gets each day is holding steady. Do I perhaps have a following? All you folks who are reading about the books I read and the beers I drink, why don’t you stick around and make a comment? I love comments!
I’m making two posts today. I’ve already posted my reflections on Saint Patrick the man. In this post I’m writing about the holiday in which St. Patrick’s feast day is celebrated. St. Patrick’s day is a festive day that is a break from Lent and a harbinger of Spring. It’s a way that Irishness is celebrated worldwide, albeit the festive nature was a creation of the diaspora. Until recently, St. Patrick’s day in Ireland was a solemn day of prayer in tribute to the man who helped bring Christianity to Ireland to stay.
If you asked me when I was a child what my favorite days of the year are, I would have told you Thanksgiving and St. Patrick’s Day. For me, St. Patrick’s Day was all about celebrating my family’s Irish heritage, usually attending the St. Patrick’s Day Parade on 5th Avenue in New York. The weather was often miserable (and sometimes oddly localized) but it was fun to see the marching police, nurses, firefighters, and pipe bands. Even on days when I had to go school it felt special. No one else’s ethnicity had a special day where everyone dressed up regardless of heritage. I often donned an Irish sweater for the day, deliberately shunning green. Green was for all my Italian-American classmates, I had nothing to prove.
Growing up and moving to Virginia, the bloom started to fall of my St. Patrick’s Day shamrock. The Irish-American stereotypes and superficiality of the day started to get under my skin. Not to mention that someone started that whole pinching people who don’t wear green thing (ouch!). My joyous day had become just an excuse to get drunk. I thought it would be better when I moved to Boston, the most Irish city in America, but it was more of the same. 364 days a year you can find an Irish pub with traditional music and enjoy a nice pint with your friends. On St. Patrick’s Day the cover is $25, the beer is green (sacrilege) and the traditional Irish music is replaced with a crappy band and pub packed full of drunks. No thanks.
But there is a parade in Boston, the site of the first St. Patrick’s Day Parade in America. I attended the parade in South Boston the first two years I’ve lived here. I was impressed by the intimate, neighborhood feel of the parade. As a opposed to the grandiose, almost martial statement of New York’s parade to the world, the South Boston parade has more of a homespun feel. Folks sit on their steps of their homes and seem to know each parade participant personally. On the downside attending this parade makes me feel like a total outsider, as if I was crashing someone else’s family. The parades in both Boston and New York have also been embroiled on controversy by excluding Irish-American gays & lesbians and anti-war veterans which leaves me on the opposite side politically as well. I guess I can glean a little bit of hope of the barriers of prejudice breaking down by the fact that the New York parade has selected a Bostonian for Grand Marshall.
So in recent years I’ve been trying different ways of regaining my youthful exuberance for St. Patrick’s Day whether it be seeing an Irish band live or spending a quiet night with friends. In 2002 I spent St. Patrick’s Day in Dublin. Late to the parade party, the Irish capital have made up for lost time with a creative, artistic parade and a week-long festival throughout the city. This year I hope to attend the parade in Holyoke, MA which claims to be the second largest in the world after New York. Whatever I do, St. Patrick’s Day is still a very special day. And I probably won’t wear green.
Get your St. Patrick’s Day resources here:
- Fast Facts about Irish American’s and St. Patrick’s Day from ResourceShelf.
- Irish Abroad provides a compendium of facts for St. Patrick’s Day.
- Six Things You Should Know About St. Patrick…and 12 completely unnecessary facts about the day celebrated in his honor according to Busted Halo’s Mike Hayes.
- Busted Halo also has this great article about St. Patrick’s Day from the perspective of a German-American (Note to Greg Ruehlmann, I am totally up for hosting a stein with you in honor of Saint Godehard, especially if he’ll help me with my gout).
- Rocco Palmo’s Whispers in the Loggia as always offers the ecclesiastic perspective on Paddymas in The Wearin O’ The..Red?
- Larry Kirwin of the band Black 47 offers this annual St. Patrick’s Day Message.
- Dan Welch writes that St. Patrick’s Day is a missed opportunity to rail against imperialism.
- MassMoments provides the history of Evacuation Day in Boston.
- Finally, I know I said I can’t stand the stereotypes and superficiality, but this classic commercial makes me bust a gut laughing:
That’ll keep me from being a sourpuss this St. Patrick’s Day.
Happy St. Patrick’s Day to all! Beannachtaí na Féile Pádraig! Sláinte agus Saol Agaibh!
Except for the Virgin Mary, no other saint is as well known or inspires more devotion than Saint Patrick. At least in the parts of the world where emigrants from Ireland have settled, and the Irish diaspora is spread far and wide. Despite this, no biographical description of Patrick contains many certain details, and in fact legend and contradiction tend to overshadow the historical Patrick. Scholar Thomas F. O’Rahilly even contends that there were two Patricks whose life stories were intertwined.
What we know about Patrick that may be true:
- He was born in Britain of mixed Briton/Roman ancestry sometime around 415 (or maybe 387).
- Irish raiders captured him and forced him into slavery as a shepherd when he was a teenager.
- In his early 20’s, Patrick escaped from slavery and returned to Britain and reunited with his family.
- Having drawn closer to God during his enslavement, Patrick entered the priesthood and would eventually be ordained bishop and sent on a mission to Ireland.
- Patrick returned to Ireland around 433. While not the first person to teach Christianity to the Irish, his mission would have lasting impact and he converted many Irish.
- He wrote two texts that survive to this day, the Confessio and Epistola.
- He died on March 17, probably in 493 (or maybe 461).
Things that probably are not true about Patrick:
- Snakes were never indigenous to Ireland, so St. Patrick did not need to remove them. The story works on a symbolic level if you see the snake as the devil, as in the serpent in the Garden of Eden.
- Patrick probably never used a three-leaf clover as a model of the three-in-one nature of the Holy Trinity, although it is a wonderful simile and the shamrock is a lasting and powerful symbol.
What’s important about Patrick, whether man or myth, is the lessons of humility and courage that have incredible durability. My own relationship with Patrick begins with celebrating St. Patrick’s Day by attending the parade and all the great qualities of being Irish-American. Later in life I experience a more spiritual aspect of Patrick whether it be by praying in the Cathedral of St. Patrick or visiting places in Ireland where he walked. Last year I read the Confessio during Lent. I expect St. Patrick will continue to guide me throughout my life.
There is more on St. Patrick at Saint of the Day, Catholic Online, and Catholic Encyclopedia. Busted Halo offers Six Things You Should Know About St. Patrick. There is also a lovely reflection on St. Patrick at Flos Carmelli. It’s worthwhile to read and learn more about St. Patrick.
A cold winter’s night is a good time for a beer from sunny Southern California.
Beer: Old Guardian Barley Wine Style Ale (Limited Early 2007 Release)
Brewer: Stone Brewing Co.
Source: 22 oz bottle
Rating: ** (6.9 of 10)
Comments: Like Nut Brown Ale, Barley Wine is a term that indicates to me another time and place, a beer steeped in agrarian tradition. Barley wine is supposed to be served in a brandy snifter, but since I don’t own one I substituted a wine glass. The look, scent, and taste of this ale are all good, but the aftertaste is a bit too much on the bitter side for me. This is a good sippin’ beer due to an apparent high alcohol content.
This beer may have the most text-heavy bottle I’ve ever seen with paragraphs of unilluminating detail of the brewer’s thoughts before preparing this batch (also available on the website). The ingredients list is clever though: “A whole buncha Barley, tons o’ Hops, Water & Yeast.”
I’m doing a training class on how do a reference interview at my library and I’m using this short movie I found serendipitously on YouTube as an example of how not to do it. For all the rotten customer service exhibited here, it’s pretty funny and I secretly wish I could say things like that to obnoxious patrons.
After a few days of Spring-like weather, Winter has returned with a vengeance. Thus begins only the third and possibly the biggest snowfall of what has been a rather mild season. In preparation for the storm, Somerville declared a snow emergency. The terminology gives me the feeling of a Cold War Eastern Bloc nation, as if the snow is attempting a coup and martial law has been declared. The police riding through the streets announcing on their PA’s that there is no parking on the even side of the street adds to the effect. One can even pretend that their Somerville accents are in fact a Slavic language and they are saying “Return to your homes! A curfew is in effect! Violators will be shot on sight!”
Okay, so I have an active imagination! The snow is pretty and should make St. Patrick’s Day weekend interesting.
Update on March 27: With all the instantaneousness the internet provides, here after much procrastination are my photos of Boston in the snow on St. Patrick’s Day.It’s sunny and warm today, so here are a few memories of what it was like just 10 days ago.
I drank this beer to wash down my supper at the great and wonderful Charlie’s Kitchen in Harvard Square.
Beer: Nut Brown Ale
Brewer: Peak Organic Beer
Rating: *** (7.1 of 10)
Comments: Just the name Nut Brown Ale gives me a warm, happy feeling and the beer did not disappoint. Very fresh tasting, crisp and well, just plain tasty.
Speaking of organic beer, a couple of years ago Susan and I ate a fantastic meal at the all-organic Duke of Cambridge pub in the Islington district of London. Check it out if you can.
Stories like this one from the Boston Globe really make we want to weep.
“School is about learning, and learning is a special way to know what you’re supposed to do,” Brenda said yesterday. “And this is why I like school: You know lots of lessons and different things. You get to see . . . your friends. You go to special places, like school trips.”
I have great fondness for the Ides of March due to studying Latin for three years in High School. My teacher Mr. McAndrews would dedicate the entire class on March 15 each year to recreating scenes from Julius Caesar by William Shakespeare.
We’d begin with the scene with the soothsayer warning “Beware the Ides of March”. Then, armed with plastic knives several of the boys in the class performed the assassination of Julius Caesar, with Mr. McAndrews as Caesar himself. I must have played Casca one year because I still remember my line, “Speak, hands for me!”. Finally, Mr. McAndrews would jump on his desk and deliver Marc Antony’s funeral oration in the Forum.
March 15 is also the anniversary of the day in 1820 when Massachusetts suddenly became smaller. Mass Moments tells the history and the controversy of Maine statehood.
An article on the Chronicle of Higher Education website “What Goes Around” by scholar Susanna Ashton is a tribute to the Interlibrary Loan and resource sharing system in the United states. I’ve worked in ILL for five years but I’ve learned a few things from the insights in this article. Not to mention that it makes me feel proud like a well-deserved pat on the back.