Outside of Harvard's football stadium there's this big old rock near where we sit to eat lunch. Every other year when we travel to the game we decorate this boulder with our saxophones. This biannual work of art is known as Saxhenge. Pictured to the left is 2004's rendition.

Found in saxhouse, it reads:

Interestingly enough, the jawbreaker "tradition" began around the same time as the sax tatoo (tattoo?), though they are not related. Kevin Naranjo, Class of '91 (well, he was supposed to be, but it took him 5 years, so really '92 - but that's besides the point) was a big fan of jawbreakers - After rehearsals you could bet that he'd be munching on them - DURING rehearsals too, once he had a few drinks in him. Well, one day at rehearsal he had one jawbreaker too many and actually cracked not one - but TWO of his teeth - It wasn't a pretty sight, from what I've heard, but he was pretty drunk, so he wasn't terribly concerned at the time. So when the booze wore off and he went to the dentist ( because of the shooting pain in his mouth)...had lots of dental work done, and swore off jawbreakers forever...The sax jawbreakers are Kevin's jawbreakers that he never finished. Sigh - I wonder if his life was ever the same.