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Today, I got to reach out and do something great.

OSU has a victory bell in Ohio Stadium which Alex's frat maintains. They needed ringers because classes haven't started yet, and Alex volunteered. We went down, thinking we'd just find a place to hang out.

To our surprise, we found a gent wanting to get rid of his tickets for a remarkably easy price, though it did kinda stretch the budget for the week. Watching the game, in a stadium that seemed to unduluate Scarlet and Grey? Awesome. The game itself? Heart stoppingly close.

Getting to reach out and touch a piece of history when Alex and I ran from the belltower window to the bell cord once we saw Nugent's kick go good? Indescribable.

We rang that bell for fifteen minutes. I think I lost some hearing. But it was a once in a lifetime experience that I would not trade for the world.

And then? We went bowling, and I ran into half the world unexpectedly, including my parents' neighbors who used to baby sit for me occasionally. A very interesting, very odd day.

And remember. If the gangbanger asks for your pizza, give him the pie.