If you’re really me from sixteen years in the future, prove it. Ok … I remember this … there’s Ken Chu. Ken’s about to fall down that open elevator shaft. Thud. Ow! There’s Rudy Park. He’s about to toss a six-pack of beer down the shaft so Ken won’t starve to death. Ker-crash. Ow! And there’s Tim Loew. He’s about to drop a couch down the shaft so Ken’ll be more comfortable. Thunk. Thunk. Ow!