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CloudKid is quite a magical place to work.  Colorful pictures and artwork adorn the studio walls; cheerful sunlight streams in through the windows; inflatable dinosaurs peek out from every corner of the room.  An amazing assemblage of people bring their talent and creativity to the office every day.  It’s too bad that none of us care about that stuff nearly as much as we do about our ever-present candy bowl.  His name is Jack.

Jack undoubtedly began his life in a distant plastic factory.  The hands of fate (or more specifically, an 18-wheeler delivering a Halloween shipment to Target) brought him to Watertown, Massachusetts.  One evening, our very own Dave Schlafman was doing laundry in his basement when Jack caught his eye — a dusty plastic pumpkin sitting on a half-forgotten shelf, glinting in the light of a single flickering fluorescent bulb.  Sparing Jack from a lifetime of lonely subterranean gloom, Dave decided to bring him to the studio here at CloudKid.  As for Jack’s name, it probably has less to do with the fact that he’s a jack-o’-lantern, and a lot more to do with the fact that Dave is obsessed with Jack Shepherd from Lost.

Before long, Jack became filled with all sorts of delicious candy, which was devoured by various members of the studio at an alarming rate.  Over time, the procurement of new sweets for Jack has sparked many heated discussions at CloudKid.  For example, who ate all the red Sour Patch Kids?  Why do they even make grape Jolly Ranchers?  Wait, you like those?  How many licks DOES it take to get to the center of a Tootsie Pop?  A fierce Airhead versus Laffy Taffy debate is currently raging, and the verdict isn’t in yet.  We’ll keep you posted.

When Jack’s head is filled to the brim with heaps of sugary sweetness, we’d like to think that he’s the happiest he’s ever been.  Rumor has it that if you drive by CloudKid on an especially eerie moonless night, you’ll see Jack glowing softly orange in the darkness, giggling quietly to himself, and eating all the red Sour Patch Kids.