As you can tell from the pictures below, my tastes in BJDs hasn't changed at all. Back then, they were self-important, nerdy, little supernatural weirdos with a propensity to loud colors and clashing patterns, and the same holds true today. It's just that I photograph them in a slightly more flattering manner.
For a documentary of this momentous May, 2004, event, see below. [For pictures from Frank's trip to the same town last July, go here.]