Sweet Jesus, MY EYES!!!!  AHHHHHH!

Wow, that is one BRIGHT… I think it’s a card, but I honestly can’t tell since my retinas are screaming bloody murder!  Just let me grab my sunglasses, and we’ll continue…

Ok, that’s better.  So, it is in fact a card.  That’s good to know.  In case you can’t read the name at the bottom of the card, that’s Mike Dubinsky of the Vancouver… Good God, I can’t look at that photo anymore, I’m starting to get a headache.  Just gimme a minute…

Alright, I think I’m ok.  I think that gold band on the left says “1 of 45,000”, but for all I know it might actually be a phone number, I can’t get myself to concentrate on it enough to confirm or deny that claim.

This is one weird card.  Is Mike on fire?  I mean, what is all that gray stuff around him, not to mention the 147 colours beaming all around him?  Has he just walked out of a fireworks factory explosion or something?  I have a theory, however, and I think… no, no, no, no, no, I just can’t do this to my eyes any longer.  I give up!