A brief sojourn in Denver, Colorado and thirty some-odd hours later home at Mom and Dad’s, the basement den.

So began the nineties for the Lebofsky boys. Nirvana released its amazing new brand of music, and changed the world for a few brief moments. It was not long after the summer ended that Ben began working at Bennigan’s in New City, launching a bartending career that would straddle the decade. In between he would find new love, lose it, become lead singer in a rock band, lose that, start grad school, quit that, teach gross anatomy, give that up, and finally end up in San Francisco so that he could finally pursue his love of bellybutton contemplation in peace.

Matt went back Upstate to finish out college, each credit passing like the long drawn out minutes spent under a dentist’s drill. He would eventually graduate, pick up sticks, head out West for San Francisco, and begin a new life filled with experimental music and experimental love. Each experiment ultimately bore sweet fruit and Matt never looked back.

The nineties passed slowly into the boys' collective un-consciousness, like mediocre song lyrics from some uninspired band, as all memmories shared and/or otherwise should and properly do...

The End