These pictures were found on a zip disk in a bag that I just brought back from the rectory. Most date from my Sophomore year, and the summer before it.

 

This is a photograph of my triple from my Sophomore year. The bed to the left is Towel Boy's, the Peter Gabriel picture is the dead givaway there. The bed to the right is mine, the utter mess on the desk is a good clue there. Doug's bed would be to the right of the camera.

As for the actual people - we're lined up according to our beds/desks actually. Towel Boy, myself, and Feff. Yes, the picture is extremely dark. Makes us look like criminal overlords from some cartoon, like F.O.W.L. in Darkwing Duck.

Here' just Doug and Marc. Yes, that is a picture of Marc photocopied and made into a mask next to the black light. I'll give you one hint as to who owns the Lost Boys poster, the Absolut Transylvania cut out, and the Iron Maiden poster mostly off camera to the left. That's right.

The picture above the vodka ad is also mine, given to me by my father. It is one of my favorite pieces of art from my childhood.

Here I am, in the alien mask that was on my bed in the first photo.

Yeah, the hands do kind of ruin it.

Conclusive evidence that wiggies have visited before. Stained glass display from a church near a wiggie landing.

Here is my ex-girlfriend Mary and I, standing sunburned before the Santa Cruz beach. Fans of the Lost Boys will recognize this beach, as well as the amusement park. I absolutely loved that area.

Another shot of us together. Here we are on the balcony at Mr.Toot's, a coffee shop in Cupertino. I loved just sitting there watching the people frolic in the Pacific, while people scooted about on paddleboats beneath us.

Me at Alcatraz.

Here we are before the Golden Gate Bridge in San Francisco. I can't remember which beach this was taken at, unfortunately.

Here is a giant shot of happy happy me. We were using 400 speed film I think, so the grain is a bit obvious. Wow, I haven't worn that shirt in ages. The necklace ended up being destroyed, which is a real shame since it was a great gift from an old friend.

Same exact shot, without red eye removal.

Why?

Because this is my collection of photographs, so you must be here to see me.

More rarities unearthed from the zip disk pile! Enjoy!

This photograph is of me, continuing from the trend set in the last picture. This is me many months later, as a manager at the Drew Pub.

And here I am, looking slightly less cheeky at the Pub. Wow the place has changed in the few short years that I've known it.

The next few pictures are from a trip to Six Flags Great Adventure. This is the new Batman and Robin (new back then) rollercoaster. The trip was sponsored by the Welch-Holloway Living Council which Towel Boy and I were co-chairs of.

Here are some Buffalo from the safari.

And of course the mighty kangaroo.

Here are two big goofs.

At one point during the safari, an ostrich attacked Mary's car. It kept on smacking its head against it, rubbing it, and staring at it. Wouldn't leave the car alone for some time.

A simple view of the park from one of the taller rides.

Rhino and baby rhino.

Skull mountain, with my ex in front.

The two of us, with Mr. W.E.Coyote, supergenius.

Here is a party at Minty's house. Sitting on the couch are Pete and Mike Maeng, Pete's brother is on the fireplace.

Here's Mike aka Dauber with a big hairy pussy cat on his belly. He looks quite happy.

Here's Ernie, with the same kitty.

Mike Maeng to the left, Judy in the center.

Leo and Chuck. The evil one and his cohort. A couple of guys up to no good whatsoever.

Here's the younger two Magyars out of the three.

I just love the Magyars. They rule. Some of the greatest people I've had the pleasure of knowing.

Pete's on the right, dressed in his usual trendy style, while his brother raids the party's snacks.

Here's Matt. His hair used to be longer then mine. But, unfortunately, he pulled a Metallica.

Talk to the hand, sister.

Judy ended up falling asleep at some point, and we took turns with her.

Posing for pictures.

The Russian spy shares his dreams and aspirations for world peace. Who says the KGB doesn't have a heart?

And here's Nathan. There's a female student at Drew who graduated in 2000 that looks JUST like a female Nathan, only short. It was damned eerie meeting her during orientation.

Here's Rose, the star of Whatever by Susan Skoog.

Here's where I lived the summer between my Sophomore and Junior years at Drew. Hoyt. To make money off pimping the other dorms to various conferences and such, they stick the undergrads in the ancient rotting building.

I love Hoyt. But this was before they let people use air conditioners. So it was a swamp. Hundreds of bugs, plenty of heat and humidity, the whole deal.

Here's what night was like at Hoyt. Just a poor citronella plant trying to stave off the bugs, my copy of Fallout just opened on the floor, and a couple of bottles of water. A minimalistic existence.

This little fruity fan saved my life. My ex let me borrow it for the summer.

There we have my CD-ROM drive. This was also when I finally got onto the Drew LAN. It was wonderful, going from 9600 (19200 if you knew the 'trick') to pure sweet ethernet.

Here's Mick, one of the coolest co-workers I had at the Photo Summit.

Here's a picture of myself with Harry Shearer, the guy from the Simpsons. He does a huuuuge number of the voices, and was also in Spinal Tap. Hilarious guy, with some entertaining perspectives on the media.

Here's Tony D, the general manager of WMNJ at the time, posing with Harry. Tony's a huge fan of Spinal Tap, so this was an incredible experience for him.

Here's a snow bunny, attempting to survive the end of a cold snap.

This pit of blackness is where I lived my Junior year. Riker.

Now, which room is mine?

Yes, the little string of skulls gives it away. I was going for a Kurtzesque affect, but it ended up coming across looking more like a Christmas decoration. Oh well.

In this shot, a squirrel is about to attack a random student.

It was a warm spring day, my friends and I were outside doing homework, when we noticed a squirrel being a bit too friendly.