blame elizabeth
Talking on the phone this morning with Elizabeth Twieg, and she complained (maybe complain isn't the right word - maybe 'celebrated' is, but since when have I been the kind of person to let little technicalities like that get in the way of my fun?) that she had not seen Derksen wandering the halls with his boxers on his head in a good many years.
Thank god for the revolution in digital image processsing.