I’d say no.  Dylan assisted with sound production for theater class up through Fall of ‘98 when he collaborated on Frankenstein.   He dropped theater production altogether by the second semester mid Dec ‘98 – Jan ‘99 as evinced in his second semester class schedule.

Eric exhibited more possessive, controlling behaviors around women and he only managed casual dates.  He’d page girls constantly or call their home persistently until he got a hold of the girl.  Had he actually managed to move to a serious boyfriend/girlfriend stage, his calling and checking up on his girlfriend would’ve been incessant to the point of annoying, calling her exactly at certain times of the day.  If she’s  was not where she normally is at that specific time of the day he’d punctually call her,  it’d drive him fucking nuts so he’d compulsively feel the need to take action to control the situation: he’d page her until he got a hold of her or contact her parents to monitor her whereabouts. It wouldn’t just be that though because he’d be physically possessive in a demonstrative way. Now, you might imagine in your mind that that’s a desirable, flattering thing for a girl to be lucky to have that – that is, until it becomes claustrophobic and infringing on your own personal freedom.   Eric would have his arm around his girl in public and if it wasn’t, he’d make sure to drape it around her or hook into her some way to make it clear to other dudes that was laying his claim on her even when in reality she was merely talking to a guy she knew in class about notes for homework.   His insecurity issues would be transparent as he’d be rude, temperamental and openly jealous, accusing her of spending to much time talking to, flirting with, someone he didn’t like at all.  He’d take it as a persona affront that she was casually associating with someone he considered against him. He’d attempt to manipulate which friends were ok to keep and at his absolute worst, yes, he might actually stoop to commenting that her skirt was too short.  He’d also be clingy too in the way that he’d unload his problems on to his girlfriend using her almost like a therapist to air his complaints about certain people, how someone had hurt him or made him angry.  Overtime in the relationship, he’d feel more intimate and co-dependent on his girlfriend because of how much of a confidant she became and how much he relied on her to be over problems and whether she asked to hear about it or not.  She’d be listening to his every grudge, angry upset or slight that hurt him and probably often in connection to friend of a friend she knew. And because he laid himself bare to her more than anyone else, he’d feel stripped and vulnerable in her company and so he would be literally clingy with her. He’d be overly physically demonstrative and after the sex, he might even be reduced to being quiet and attached to her in a child-like ‘I’m never letting go’ sort of way afterward.  The bonding wouldn’t always be one to strength the two of them but something that laid him bear more of his vulnerability that he spent so much time trying to conceal with toughness. It would up-end him and he’d feel like it’d be important to not lose her at all cost.   He’d need reassurance from her constantly that she’d love only him and that they need to stay together.  He’d need to guard her and assert his will over her because to compensate for how really insecure and out of control he felt about himself. The vulnerability in the relationship would amplify those damaged inner feelings.  I do think a lot of these issues stem with his relationship with his mother. That he feels girls he dates seem to represent a kind of confidant or counselor for him almost like they’re assumed a kind of kindly maternal figure that should automatically be there to listen to his every problem, to nurture and assuage his sense that everything in his life is unjust.  

Dylan would not have that intense level of need to control his girlfriend.  He’d allow her space, he’d respect her individuality and how she spent her time. He would be more laid back and easy going without the need to control her every move.  Sure, of course, like any dude, he might get a twinge of jealousy when he saw her talking to another guy in the hall casually that she knew from class, but he wouldn’t dwell on it or distort it into something more questionable than it actually was.  He’d give her the time she needed if she told him she needed time apart.  Hell, there was plenty of times when Dylan needed to be a part himself in his bedroom ‘man cave’ and just be by himself to reflect and think things over. He’d need to decompress alone but then would have more to give her when the phone rang and she called to tell him she’d missed him.  Yes, of course Dylan would need to feel reassurance and a strong sense that she loved and cared for him but he’d also not want to crowd her out and be overbearing with his own needs. She would be spending more time with him trying to get him to confess what was on his mind and what was bothering him.  He’d keep a reign on his own problems because he wouldn’t want to be a bother to her.  He’d realize too if he was infringing on her happiness, he’d own responsibility, probably far more than he should, in any thing that upset her. He would hate to see her upset; it’d hurt him. Her upset was his own and was an imbalance that would bother him enough to want to correct anything that was not working.  Physically, he’d need to be close and as I’ve said before cuddling would be an important way for him deepen the connection and bond, a way to tune into his girl. But it would also be something positive and nourishing so that when they both pulled away from each other, they’d be more productive while being apart on their own doing separate things. But Dylan wouldn’t be paging her multiple times until he could hook his radar into where she was and what she was doing so that he could dispel creeping jealousy.   Sure, he’d have his problems of trying to minimize that nothing was wrong until things reached critical mass and an explosion would occur between them. Yes, sure, he’d reach excruciatingly personal moments of confessions about deeply personal things that bothered him and made him actually cry in front of his girl  but he’d release all of that with a deep, long hug between the two of them and then they would move on with their day together or apart.  She’d be off on a weekend trip with her friends and he’d call her when she was coming back in town so he could be sure to be there and pick her up. He’d be okay letting her do her thing and he’d trust that things could be trusted between the two of them. His love for her and her love for him would be founded on assumed mutual trust. 

Doom related and their multiplayer color preferences.   See here.

“me looking wierd & acting shy – BIG problem” – Dylan Klebold

His wide, prominent nose – which he probably personally viewed as a fat blob, his big chin and his large-ish ears.  And why stop there?  Like Eric, Dyl probably wished he was more bulkier and less on the scrawny side..not that he wanted to be a muscular jock by any means, mind you. He’d just wish to be more substantial in proportion to his height.  

Yep. Dyl’s hair looked fluffy and float-y, wafting out the sides of inimitable ball cap against the wind.  From the look of it’s full, light and airy texture I’d say there’s a good possibility that Dyl took a shower that morning, washed his hair and *gasps* actually may have blow dried it a bit so that he wouldn’t be standing around in the bitter cold with wet curls in the midst of target practicing at Rampart Range. It was bright and sunny up there in those woods but also quite chilly, and their warm breathe is visible against the crisp-cold wilderness air.  Anyone that has curly hair knows – myself included here 😉 – that when you blow dry your curly hair without using a special diffuser attachment on the end of your blow dryer, it’s going to puff ! fluff out really light and full and wavy. Hence, his adorbs angel-hair.. ❤ 

He used to, yes, in Freshman and part way through Sophomore year, geek that he was. Dyl used to hang out with his nerd group, Eric, Brooks, Zack and Nick Baumgart. Back then, they all dressed pretty much mainstream prep style. They’d all started cracking jokes and goofing off a bit too much in the library and would get into trouble for being too loud and disruptive so got kicked out a lot.  Dyl progressively hung out less in the library as he gradually became more resentful of the school environment as a whole, avoiding all the locations that the ‘acceptable’ students spent time at.  He would then choose to hang out at the TCM-outcast designated table area in the Commons. He’d show up either early in the morning and play cards there or goof off while having a quick breakfast of donuts and orange soda pop. Or he’d sometimes risk spending lunch hour there but preferred not to eat in the Commons often because of the potential harassment from jocks asserting their domain there.  He’d hang out at in the computer lab (but even that room had it’s rules and limitations), the smokers pit or by other friends cars.  When he finally got his BMW, he’d preferred going out to lunch or eating lunch in his own car. He also would smoke in his beamer while on school grounds which was a daring, rebellious streak for Mr. V.  I’m sure he got a kick out of pushing the envelope in small ways like that.. 😉

My opinion is that it presents as a message of love, light, inspiration and truth but amounts to no more than a propaganda pack of lies.  Horrible Dylan?  Don’t you mean horrible everything?   My take here.

To my knowledge there is no details from the crime scene investigators as to whether Dylan’s eyes were open or closed when they found him. A lot of those important, standard procedure details describing victim and perpetrator body positioning was very poorly recorded with Columbine.

I don’t watch those shows so I really couldn’t say. Maybe someone else wants to reblog and take a stab at this?  😉

Radioactive Clothing was filmed for video production class and Eric conceptualized and filmed Hitmen for Hire as a video production intended for his Government Economics class assignment.  Both productions were filmed with the help of Eric Veik. 

I’m getting sick of the imposters too. Clogging up my blog message box lately all pretending to be the real VoD. Ahem
I feel ya, Dyl and I hear you. ❤️ 🌈 Here, have a Chips Ahoy on me. 🍪

Yes, I tend to think so.

I’ve answered that already quite a few times and just recently in fact.  I suggest scrolling through my blog until you get to it. 

How do you think Dylan would react if a girl planted one on him?

Well, of course he’d kiss her back. How could he refuse?  He’d be a little nervous and tense at first. Uncertain of himself and sort of stuck in his mind.- it’d be this dialog going on upstairs in mid lip lock of: “omg..I’m actually doing this..with a girl..I can’t believe it. $%#!..am I doing this right?  oh..fuck, did I just mess up there?” All this mental chatter going on in his head.  He’d be caught off guard at her bold initiation, in shock yet pleasant disbelief and having a bit of an out-of-his body experience in the midst of tentatively returning her kiss. The first few kisses of his own in response to her inviting lips would be ever so gentle and delicately tender then progressing a little bit more bold and exploring with her encouragement. Once he sensed her enthusiasm in deepening those kisses, hearing her soft agreeable moans (as well as his own: “omg, did I just make  that sound?”) and the overwhelming feeling of the intense physicality in their closeness, their lips engulfing one another just a bit more with each kiss progressing and deepening between them,I think Dylan would’ve be a goner – lost in the sensual sensations, the physical and emotional reactions of hers and his converging alike. I think with many ‘practice sessions’, he’d begin to loosen up with trusting in allowing himself full freedom of expression and would take on more confidence in his make out sessions.  Dylan would be a natural at kissing intuitive and instinctual once coaxed out his mental head-space and into the sensual realm.  So, yes, once it was abundantly clear that yes, she really, really did like him so much that she was trying to kiss with him, he’d be her makeout prisoner all willing to please and happily compliant. 😉

Yeah, it really was a comfort totem for him. Very nostalgic, sentimental kind of guy holding on to things from his past that were associated with the good more happy, carefree times as a boy. That cap was a part of him sort of in the sense of how your hair is a part of your own being and there’s no separate sense of it. Given how it looks on the ground next to him with blood on it, I really don’t think he even thought to remove it at all..    Glad it moved you so. You’re welcome. 🙂 

Erik Veik (filming),

Mike Vendegnia (walking beside Eric H.),

Chris Walker (guy at the table), Brandi (blonde bimbo ;)) and Tiffany Typher (girl with orange shirt sucking on a lollipop)