Here's Rodger, getting ready for a little breakfast at Festivus 2000. Rodger went to Harvey Mudd with Fudge, Campbell, and Zack, but I didn't meet him either of the times I visited Fudge at school. In fact, I didn't meet Rodger until we were actually roommates at Fort 1. Rodger can come across as withdrawn and a little pissy, so I think it's understandable that I thought he hated me for the first couple of weeks I stayed at the Fort. I wasn't unduly concerned--it wasn't a full-time living arrangement for me, after all--but I couldn't help wondering what the hell was going on with a guy who I could ask "How was your day?" and get literally no response. None. Now I know that Rodg doesn't hate me. He's just withdrawn and a little pissy. Kind of ironic, then, that everyone loves Rodger. If we made a Monkey TV show, it could be called Everybody Loves Rodger. He would sit and watch television, stone-faced, while people came over and tousled his hair or hugged him. He's just that cool.