Here’s a picture that David Coons took in the spring of 2001 (or was it 2002?) of Caroline Pfouts, Sandra Tsing Loh, and me.
It was a distinctive day, because David wasn’t wearing shoes. He was, however, sporting clothes. That makes a difference at some events.
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“Tsing Loh, tsweet chario-ot…”
Ahem.
Keith used to call himself the “SLFC” (Sandra Loh Fan Club).
Festival of wha??? oh, books.
You know, your body language seems to be saying something like “will work for a Colt Commander in .38 Super”. But maybe it’s just me.
I think her body language is saying “nice rack, eh?”
Yeah, that was kind of a slutty blouse, but it’s always so hot at that book fair. And since the only pants that were clean that day were overwarm, I had to wear a tank top.
All I see when I look at that pic is my awful hair, and my icky teeth–Sandra’s are so much nicer.
I mean, you people were judging the heck out of my hair, werncha?
Hair? What hair?