After a herd of Marinites descended on Davis, converging at Matt's house, scattered Davis dwellers joined the congregation. Mortal Kombat 3 (which, despite Matt's vehement objections, is still shy of the game play provided by Tekken 2) and Bomberman duels were played throughout the night.

Matt rewires his pride and joy on the left. At the right, Melissa Hardenbrook kicks some ass in Mortal Kombat.

On the left, John Kinsella and Kit Wetzler converse (probably to each other ;) ) while Rachel Barnett, a friend of Marianne's from Novato, peeks inbetween the two. On the right, Frank grins insanely, displaying the drink which was concocted that has the consistency and coloring of sweet and sour soup.

Blaise, Kit, and Frank intently study the intricacies explained in the German fetishes coffee table book.

Matt, Frank, Kit, and Blaise fight for mastery over Bomberman. From left to right, Matt, Bill Kendrick, Melissa (hidden), Kit, Frank (hidden), and Blaise. The slothful dog, Simba, looks on, unworried.

Everyone starts to look really tired at this point. Blaise looks as if he's pondering the universe. Bill looks like he's pondering sleep. Dave Trask, caught in mid-sip, is the only one looking bright-eyed and bushy-tailed. The back of the head there, that's me, Marianne. (I completely blame Melissa for that ;) )