I was just remembering (for no apparent reason) a very cool moment:
I was sitting in my philosophy class at Calvin, probably Soph. year. I was sitting kind of near the door to the hallway, which was open. The prof. was lecturing, and I looked over, and Sven was walking down the hallway, and without a word or nod or anything, he flipped a bottle of Mountain Dew through the doorway, and right at me, so I caught it, set it down on the desk, and nodded to him as he continued down the hallway. Honestly, that was cool. I’m still waiting for Sven to drive by and toss a Pepsi through my front window on his way home from work or something.