was a young and tender freshperson at UC Santa Cruz in 1989, and with the encouragement of my friend Tara I signed up for a ucscb account: munchen@ucscb. There's a story behind munchen but I won't bore you with that. Let's just say it was a nickname.
Armed with my account and again with the encouragement of Tara, I logged on to icb. I immediately encountered gristle, who already scared me a little, and he noted my name and stated, "Crunchin' on the munchen!", and various other lewd and somewhat threatening comments.
So I fled in terror, from ucscb accounts, icb, gristle, and eventually, the Cowell dorms.
About two years later, toughened by off-campus living and having gotten
I stayed kitten for the rest of my college years, getting in to the occasional