SURPRISE!  IT'S A SWILNEWS!

Yes, thanks to the tireless efforts of your fearless co-presidents and the sheer good luck of us both having some time Friday
morning (oh wondrous day!), you, Swil non-member par excellance (or whoever happens to be reading this illustrious document), are
about to receive all the latest in tid-bits and nuggets of wisdom.  Ain'tcha lucky?  (Don't answer that.)

First of all, we of the Swarthmore college community are pleased, nay, thrilled, to have the opportunity to see Lloyd Alexander
live and in person on Thursday, April 19, 1990 at 4:15 in Kirby.  Avail yourself of this opportunity or forever wallow in the
depths of your ignorance and the realization that the angels weep for you.  But hey, it's your choice.

It's too late to submit to BEM unless you really want to.  Or even want to just a little.  It's NOT too late to give Jeff $6.09 (or
any sum in excess thereof) for the Swilshirt which you no doubt ordered.  You still have a day to decide whether you're going to
see _The_Empire_Strikes_Back_ or Vertigo-go with Purple Crayon.  No advice.  You're on your own for this one.  It IS too late to
cast your ballot for Dukakis/Bentsen.  It's NOT too late to READ THE ATTENDANCE LIST!  (Yeah!!!): Attendance for March 24, 1990:
Jim Moskowitz, the First; David "Fritz the Gnole" Randall; David "Fritz the Emu" Auer; Sally "Unimaginative today" Carter; Garth
"Only twice" Snyder; Deb "It's snowing cumquats outside" Holtzman; Jeff "No Cirinists please" Hildebrand; Deb "It's been snowing
since 5:30 am.  I'm so happy!" Barolsky; Josh "We want the Elf!" Mackay-Smith; Nao "Why do people think I know anything about when
folk dance is?" Parkhurst; Alex "Stroeke THREE!  Hah-hah-hah-hah!"; Josh "Death to Orbs of Death!" Smith; Jessica "BOOOO-RING"
Hines; Bruce "stop that stupid snowing!" Hahne; Fran "Bem is known to cause cancer in laboratory rats" Altvater; Peter "Spring
Skiing?" Wagner; Pre Rick Post; Jed ("out of absentia") Hartman.   [Ahhh, memories....And now, another blast from the past!] 
Attendance for March 31, 1990: Franella P. Snodgrass, esq.; Sally "Carter" of Mars; Garth "IMMN is my middle name" Snyder; Mike
(better known as Mike) Rothbart; Peter "Danger Men in Trees" Wagner; Bruce "grad school ordeal endurer" Hahne; Melissa "9
0'clock-time for my monologue" Shaner; Josh "oh well, why not" Mackay-Smith; Nao "I saw 'the Curse of Fenris' and lived to tell the
tale" Parkhurst; Paul the Apostate (of the Cajuga Heights apostates); Alex "Really sharp cookie-cutters" Weirich; Jayj Lnorro
Sahagen "S";  Jeff "undergraduate inhuman voice" Hildebrand; Deb "simply cumquat" Holtzman; Jed ("I just got back from the
ex-Mongol Dictators' convention: Coup-blah Con") Hartman; Jessica "Where are the puns" Hines; Josh "What do you get when you cross
a demigod and a sex demon?" Smith; Glenn "I'm dieing of first degree puns" Rutan; David "I slew a dragon, and all he had in his
hoard was this lousy T-shirt" Randall; Mikala "will you put me on there" Woodward; David "Sure, Andy has to dance in 10 minutes!"
Van Stone.   [That's all she wrote!  Whoever she is.]

Until Saturday, then.  We don't know exactly where we're going to be meeting (a large matzoh-weilding horde has threatened our
room).

				L8r daize, dudes,

				F & S (Free-wheeling & Spirits)