Ah, the Addys. A phenomenon of which, in recent years, is the ever-diminishing room size. It's like one of those old Superman episodes where he's caught in a room with the walls ingeniously closing in with the apparent goal of crushing him to death, the criminal mind incapable of holding on to the concept of his invincibiiity. No supermen last night, but no crushing, at least, which would have made an unpleasant mess. Plenty of unearned swagger, though. Ah, youth. I wonder how long it takes these days to recognize that what we're dealing with here is mere advertising. And not only that, but local advertising. It's a humbling experience, and humble is always good.