Chris, from Stuff as Dreams are Made On. Yay! Hooray! This thrills me to no end because I adore you, Mr. Christopher! Send your snail mail address to chartroose at yahoo dot com. Woot!
(BTW, Chris — I finally ended up giving the Domo you sent me to Older Daughter’s gigantic Swedish boyfriend. He just wouldn’t leave the thing alone, and we’d end up tussling over it like little kids! I think he plays with it secretly every night after he puts on his railroad train pajamas and crawls into his little race car bed).