Saturday, March 12, 2005

Sharkman

I've been putting this off for over a week, my brain's bald attempt to forestall dealing with it.

On Friday, March 4, Pledger gave us the news that Sharkman had died due to complications of his organ transplant surgery. That evening we spent a couple of hours on the phone remembering Daryn and trying to wrap our minds around the idea that he was gone. There was much to remember; having once met Daryn, you would find him difficult to forget. As for the mind-wrapping, I still find it absolutely absurd that such a stubbornly vital guy could be dead. But of course life is absurd, a fact Daryn well understood.

Daryn was a fiercely loyal person. He loved Duke Basketball, good music, and BOG dorm. He loved Sensible Shoes. He loved being alive.

He was my friend, and he will be missed.

Juice forwarded this link to the obit. McSkinny posted this remembrance.

20 comments:

  1. Imported on behalf of: Big Cat
    I'm still having trouble dealing with the fact that he is gone...

    I am reminded of the time that Daryn, at the behest of a new "friend", ventured to the Pittsburgh Republican's Club to watch one of our games(for the cheap beer not the company). It was the 1994, the Grant + 4 team. After another spectacular G-Money play, the camera panned to Calvin Hill. Sharkman commented loudly but not to anyone in particular, "There's Calvin Hill!" The "gentlemen" next to him responded, "Calvin's Hill is a nigger and so is Grant." Without hesitation Sharkman quipped, "The only nigger that I see is you!"

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  2. Imported on behalf of: Shakin Aitken
    Daryn is one of those persons who made an impression on most who knew him. I think of him as one of the few people who was honest to his convictions regardless of the pressures of convention, the majority, or stupid rules. I'm sorry that my first visit to this blog is met with sad news, but am heartened that he is still remembered. Thanks for letting us know

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  3. Imported on behalf of: mck
    Probably appropriate to bring up in a blog that my first internet experience was at the behest of Sharkman (no, it was in the days before internet porn). He and Big Cat were on Moleman's computer (beginning to wonder if we lived in the Dorm of Dr. Moreau) gleefully harassing a woman through whatever passed for IM'ing in those days, and Daryn insisted I join in. Strangely, she found it unreasonable to dump her boyfriend to choose among the three of us...

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  4. Imported on behalf of: mck
    Probably appropriate to bring up in a blog that my first internet experience was at the behest of Sharkman (no, it was in the days before internet porn). He and Big Cat were on Moleman's computer (beginning to wonder if we lived in the Dorm of Dr. Moreau) gleefully harassing a woman through whatever passed for IM'ing in those days, and Daryn insisted I join in. Strangely, she found it unreasonable to dump her boyfriend to choose among the three of us...

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  5. Imported on behalf of: mck
    Sorry about the double post. Webmaster!

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  6. Imported on behalf of: Lee Capps
    I just spent an hour or so checking out the threads about Daryn on the Devil's Den. (Juice had forwarded a link, but it took a while to get past security. Getting an account there is like getting into a Public Enemy concert. At least a couple of you know what I'm talking about.) Daryn was a moderator there, and reading the comments is pretty funny. His personality came through on the message boards as clearly as it did in person. A lot of people mentioned his loyalty and the tenacity, the don't-take-shit attitude that Aitken mentions. They also mention his sense of humor and compassion. He was a unique mass of contradictions, that man.

    Big Cat: Daryn had a strong sense of right and wrong. (Not that any of us would always cop to *agreeing* with his ideas . . . . Not all the time!) In this case he did good. It was *right* to take the Republican-subsidized beer, it was *right* to watch his big screen tv, and it was *especially right* to call him out on his racism. Not to mention ballsy. (Taking the Republican's beer probably helped!) Great story.

    Mck: Among Daryn's qualities was not a surpassing grasp of subtleties. You've touched on an essential aspect of Daryn-ness. LOL, as the kids say. BTW, the story your friend Fats Durston relays is also great.

    Aitken: How good to "see" you, despite the grim circumstances. Keep dropping by. It's frequently boring here, but what else do you have to do?

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  7. Imported on behalf of: Big Cat
    You could definitely write volumes about the contradictions that were such a vital part of Daryn's personality. It was manifested in his music collection, his politics, and even his clothing.

    Great to see you here, Kevin, by the way.

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  8. Imported on behalf of: Dan
    I've started about 10 posts, but they all seemed trite or not at all appropriate. In memory of Daryn's blunt honesty, I'll just say this: Daryn scared the shit out of me. Ok, actually, "Sharkman" scared me with is fiberglass rake handle, grapehead squash, and pens through your neck. Fortunately, I got to know him well enough to see past all that. Or, another way of looking at it would be I got to know him well enough to be on the good side of that, like the last Christmas in July where he and Pledger conspired to kill the moses who was hitting on my wife.

    Whenever I think of Daryn, three images immediately come to mind. The first is Daryn in the commons room, wearing his Charlie Brown t-shirt doing the Charlie Brown dance. Another is the infamous "I love tan legs" incident, "Song!?!! NOOOOOOO!!" The most iconic, to me, is Daryn at basketball games; an island of red BOGwear in a sea of blue and white striped band shirts.

    My little tribute to Sharkman was last Saturday, 3/5. My band was playing, and I rocked the BOGwear. It seems to have shrunk since college (due, no doubt, to shrinkage in the washing machine), so I had to wear it as an undershirt, but I still knew it was there.

    I'll close with my favorite bit of Sharkman wisdom: "Man, don't drop acid and listen to Bungle."

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  9. Imported on behalf of: Dan
    Hi Kevin! Good to read you!

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  10. Imported on behalf of: Dan
    Apparently, I'm not worthy of the Devil's Den either.

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  11. Imported on behalf of: Big Cat
    Sorry for the invisible message above.

    The Devils Den security is indeed reminiscent of a PE concert. In the days of the Sharkman's rule, those fortunate enough to traverse the labyrinth would be met by his heavy and sometimes random banning hand. I recall calling the Sharkman late one Saturday...

    "Sharkman, what's going on, you bastard?"

    "I had a few cocktails and decided to ban some fuckers."

    "Why? What did they say?"

    "Some Carolina Moses pissed me off, and I just decided to ban some people. I even banned some other moderators."

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  12. Imported on behalf of: Lee Capps
    A lot of the remembrances on Devil's Den went like: "I didn't know Sharkman personally, and he never banned me, but he always seemed funny/he always spoke his mind/etc." Or: "I had my run-ins with Sharkman, but . . . tragedy . . .donate your organs . . . etc."

    I know they all deserved being banned.

    Dan, the thing about the grapehead squash and so on is, first--his name was really "Scooter." And B--even if you pissed him off in extremus (by, for instance, knocking down an Olympia beer can art installation and scuffing things up to such an extent that you, he, and an innocent by-stander all wind up in front of the Judi board, say, just hypothetically) it didn't really do anything except re-double his loyalty to you, even if he never completely forgave you. Of course, that's assuming you're on his good side to begin with. I'd've hated to be Akbar or Wang or that annoying kid with the Seasonal Affective Disorder (whatever). On the third hand, is there anyone he didn't, at some point, want to jab in the neck with a pencil? He had to do that. He was the Sharkman!

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  13. Imported on behalf of: Big Cat
    The "hypothetical" beer can "art" incident was always a favorite story of his (Even an innocent bystander can find it quite humorous after the fact).

    I'm certain that the "pencil through your neck", honeycomb rake handle, etc. were just part of the "Scooter" defense. Unlike certain large, angry men "from the city", I don't remember Daryn actually hitting anyone. Sure he was in some drunken "contests of strength", but who wasn't?

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  14. Imported on behalf of: Lee Capps
    BC: I would amend that, thusly: The "hypothetical" "beer" can "art" incident . . . .

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  15. Imported on behalf of: Big Cat
    ^Much better!^

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  16. Imported on behalf of: Dan
    **"Scooter"**

    Oh, I know. But before I knew (the first couple of months my sophomore year), he was a scary fellow. Once I realized I wasn't an Ackbar/Sperl/Anti-Juice, things were different. And yes, I realize those are all the same guy.

    I'm currently remembering the time Daryn took off Prep School's peephole (reebs) and squirted potpourri in his eye when he peeped out to see what was going on.

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  17. Imported on behalf of: shakin
    My favourite Sharkman incedent is perfectly encapsulated in its public saftey police report.

    "The men were setting (sic) on the bench making loud conversation when an innapropriate remark was made to the lady"

    Ah, the mammaries, I mean memories

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  18. Imported on behalf of: shakin
    Bizzarly, my Bog wear has only shrunk around my belly, the rest seems fine -- dunno why

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