In 2009, Donimo and I were still getting to know each other. So far my experience of her was that she seemed direct, thoughtful and gentle— what a nice, sweet person! Then I went to her birthday party and learned of the evil that is Knuckles Donimo.
Knuckles is a game that you will never win. Not if you’re playing with Donimo.
I guess I didn’t notice the state of River’s knuckles and I thought it would be fun to have a go.
Neither did Milena, who gave it a shot at Sarah and D’s latke party later that year.
You’ll notice that one of the fun things about watching or participating in knuckles was collectively remarking on what a smart-ass show-off D was. In rewatching these videos (with their occasional aggressive closeups – a strategy I was fond of at the time and which D noted but tolerated with good humour), I feel so happy that we have these documents of her vibrant, triumphant swagger.
I miss you so much already, dear friend.