[This transcript of VH-1’s program "Where Are They Now?" that aired the weekending April 1 is reprinted without the expressed, written consent of VH-1 and Major League Baseball Inc.]

Although they both only graced the hallowed grounds of Pomona College with their presence for two semesters, they left an indelible impact that will take the historical perspective of generations to fully understand. While they did not share the same gender, they did share one fateful evening on Wig Beach–and they have one other thing in common. They are both the featured has-been Pomona students of this week’s edition of VH-1’s "Where Are They Now?"

He was a lover of cheap tequila, cheap beer, marijuana and various other substances not limited to but including cough medicine and STP (the psychedelic, not the rock band or the gasoline additive).

Like Madonna, she was known by a single name and found a warm place in all of our hearts with her endearing approach to the English language. Today’s show features none other than Adam Schwitters and "Natawee," fated Class of 2001.

Schwitters’ time at Pomona was limited, but he wasted no time in making his presence felt. He spiced up his Orientation Adventure and quickly made friends with his clever witticisms, his insightful philosophical perspective, and the ounce of "schwag" that he shared with all. Not one to succumb to the egregious demands of an arrogant institution, Adam led a one man protest against the outrageously scheduled 8:20 freshman ID-1 class by drinking himself into oblivion every Monday and Wednesday night. His noticeable absence each morning boldly stood in the face of a unjust system. His silent protest, what he regularly referred to as "an act of civil disobedience based on a moral imperative" will long be remembered in the same light as the struggle for dining hall worker’s rights, the BFS protest, and Lincoln’s Emancipation Proclamation.

Like Schwitters, Natawee’s talents were too extensive to be held back by the stifling conditions of Frank cuisine and the never-ending time commitment of reading the daily SusanD e-mails. She wasn’t here for long, but her wegacy wives on.

Those not privy to the indie-rock scene of late 90’s in Southern California may only know these two stars as incomparable personalities. However, their contribution to the music world cannot be denied. Schwitters was famous for his constant explanations of his guaranteed place as rock’s next cult of personality, often placing himself with the likes of Jim Morrison and John Lennon. He also brought the house down with a mind-blowing solo performance during the Frank Dining Hall SYR dinner. Bootleg enthusiasts still boast to this day that they have a mint copy of this legendary show.

Natawee’s musical career will not be forgotten, both for her innovation and her ability to bring new wive to old classics. This scribe will be proud to tell his grandkids of being present the day she invented a new kword on an acoustic guitar while living in Wig Hall (some blasphemers argue that it was previously known as D7). She impressed Beatles aficionados with her stirring rendition of the White Album classic, "Black Bird." (cue musical clip with footage): "Bwack bwird singing in the dead of night / take this bwoken wings and wearn to fwhy……"

Although their individual accomplishments speak for themselves, they secured their place in the annals of history during a romantic interlude at the Wig Beach local that ever since has been commonly known as "The Palm Twee." Their past aside, the ever important question remains to be answered, "Where are they now?"

According a several independently confirmed sources, Schwitters is currently set to launch his rise to cult status from his cold water flat in Austin, Texas. Rumor has it that he still regularly enjoys his signature good-night tequila shot, and once he is in power Austin, Texas will be named the capital of his city-state. Sources also have leaked that Natawee will soon be staring in an off-Broadway production of "My Fair Wady."