i forgot

I just read joanna's blog and it reminded me of something that happened...

Saturday night Joel and I went to see the U of M icers play MSU at Joe Louis Arena. The game kind of sucked, they ended up tying 1-1 and Michigan just didn't play like the champion team they are.

On the way to the game we cut through Cobo and as we were walking down the hall a young boy was puking. Why does this always happen to me?? He didn't just puke a little. And it was orange. Like a push-up pop or a creamsicle. When I realized what was happening in front of me I yelled, "Oh GOD!!" and ran to the other side of the hall.

Joel said I made the kid cry. I say if he wasn't already crying, he needed to be.