Any of these people, please don't hesitate to contact me:
Jeff Blanq the actor, Ian "Flaccid" the new Lizard, Jason with the muscles, Sam Parker, Chris Schnitzer, Lindy Boukalos (sorry if I'm misspelling that), the Ken and Jason duo, Brian from Shock Paris, Heidi Ho, Zack the "pharmacist", Dallas Jubleau, Allen Shebaro, Elisa Shebaro (also here in Seattle, also lost your # . . . I'm terrible) Connie and Amanda, Darius, Ryan (you're here in Seattle but I lost your #), Stephanie, Macho, Matt and Tim from San Diego, Mark and Gavin from the UK, Karl Kenworthy, Heather Archer, Rob "Thunder" and his brother "Lightning", Jerry Bindel, Matt the guitar teacher, Mung, Maura Keenan, Randy Rupp, Roach, Mike "Wymee" Hahn, Shane the ex-marine, Harmony and Harvest, and anyone I'm forgetting. I lost contact with you all and wish I hadn't.
Amanda — I'm really really sorry, still, even after 13 years, that I scared you. There's nothing I wouldn't do to change it or make it up to you in some way. I am so sorry. Thanks for being a good enough person to give me a hug anyway before you left . . . I'll never forget it.
The rest of you — send me an e-mail. I would love to hear how you're doing. I'm not the same person I was in Garmisch '93, and I'd just like to say for those of you to whom it might matter that there was no excuse for my behavior back then. I was a stupid 19-year-old kid from a rough background, but that doesn't excuse carrying a 13-inch knife around a quaint Bavarian resort town. Things have changed. Forgive me.