This is my 9th-grade biology (and history) class standing in front of a huge crater formed during an underground nuclear explosion at the Nevada Test Site. I'm in the lower left corner. Our class was the first group of students to ever get a tour of the Test Site; now it is a fairly common practice. This trip, along with a field trip to Siegfried & Roy's house in 6th grade (I'm not kidding) pretty much summarizes the sometimes surreal experience of growing up in Las Vegas.
Incidentally, I blame this trip for the fact that I now have a glowing, grapefruit-sized, mutant left testicle that speaks in tongues.
1988
I am in this picture. I'm standing in between Jav and Eric Bretthauer. Jav is the guy in the center with the blue shirt and sunglasses. I'm standing to Jav's left. I'm not the old guy in the back, that was our guide. I'm the other guy. Ok, lemme try again. In front of Jav and a little to his left is Tonya Ransom, see? And behind her and to her left is me.
See? There I am, the Jap. I should have just said that in the first place.
Eric (Fox) and I sat next to each other on the bus during this trip, in the very back, pigging out on snacks. I can't explain why we're so far apart in this picture, probably the result of some sort of tiff.
Actually, Ed, I think it was more of a spat that kept us separated during the photo. A tiff is what prevented us from going to prom together. You can tell by the look on my face in this photo, though, that I'm longing for you.
Remember the super-cheap, stuck-in-the-1950s-due-to-some-strange-labor-union-agreement prices at the employee cafeteria? Oh, what deliciously cheap irradiated food they served there!