This is John Todd, who I went to Pomona College with, balancing RPG dice on his nose, a talent he used to display fairly often when our group got together to play. I’m not saying that there wasn’t alcohol involved, but less than one might think. My friends really don’t need help to be truly silly; we are just wired that way I guess. That’s probably why we were friends. It’s too bad that I don’t get to see them more often.

I’m not exactly sure what year this was, but likely 1982 or ’83, in Harwood Lounge.