Members (Fall ’98)

Since this never circulated during the nostalgia hell earlier today, figured I’d mention it. This would be the earliest picture of the club, fall ’98, taken in Dey 113. I can’t put any names to faces except for people most of you still know (‘cept maybe Glenn; glasses, upper right, he fucked up my Kendo Club), but it’s inter- esting to observe that at that point in time, I didn’t know Justin, Deandra, Jennifer, Lucy, or Deandra by name. All I can tell you about anyone else is that the big guy on the far left still has my Virus Buster Serge subs. As for folks you know: Ben was still sin- gle; Deandra and Richard wouldn’t be an item for a while; Jennifer was the Flower Girl as opposed to the Great Tyrant; Erin was pres- ident; Lucy, if she had any at all, probably owned only enough dou- jinshi to fill a shoebox; and I still had a Ruri keychain hanging from my jacket.

Since then: half the people there have disappeared; Ben is married; Jennifer has become the Great Tyrant; Lucy has enough doujinshi to fill the vault of the Chemical Bank; Erin is at Comiket and scoping You Higuri’s assistant, to the intense envy of the chronicler; and the Ruri keychain has been exchanged for a little Motoko Aoyama zipper pull, or an Angelique Trois Ernst when I’m in the appropriate mood.

Ed, since some things never change, has not changed one bit.

I wonder what happened to my “Nuke Me Slowly” shirt, now that I see it again. Haven’t worn it in years.

DF “BAstard On Father’s Day” S.