Alex Moon

A Note to the Reader

Hail, weary traveler! It is mighty far into the depths of the internet you've come to find me here amidst all the rest. We could use a good cleaning up here, could we not? Our archives, once abandoned, once restored, shambling onward in a state of repaired-disrepair... It is strange, I think, the lengths to which we once went, only to forget. Will you join us in our mission to remember? To continue to record, that our history will not be lost to time?

Such is the path of the Wikipedian. Forever recording, forever remembering.

Let us recall together!

Alex Moon

Alex Moon '27 (he/they) (alias "Moon," "The Moon," "the flute guy") hails from Beaverton, OR. He is a member of the Springstreeters, occasional attendee of WARP, quartermaster of the newly-revived Marching Band, and has bad thoughts about capitalism. Flute notes floating through the quad will give you advance warning of their approach. If you see him, make sure you do not give him your computer. He will install Linux on it. If the dining hall is ever missing spoons, The Moon is to blame. Eventually, their entire hat will be covered in pins, and it will absorb enough power to allow them to lead the revolution.