OMG, I just had a college flash back.

So I'm watching Man vs. Food Ann Arbor again, waiting for the MSU @ NW game to start (which is cool btw, if it's outside of UmICH athletics, it's all good). Like a ton of bricks I'm reminded of this guy.

Freshman year, I had a class @ Wells Hall, and I'd walk along the river to the back of the building. I'd walk up and every time I had class, this guy was preaching something, religion I'm assuming. Now what I'm thinking now, sometimes 1 person can make an impact or in my case impression.

Now these flashbacks I have are kinda like that scene from ratatouille with anton ego eating the dish, dropping his pen.



Well, kinda.