Religulous anagramming

It is my intention to do some photoblogging of my current experiences, but before I get to that, I would like to submit a few pieces of existential evidence to the digital record.

The camera I have been using happened to have some relatively old photos on it, taken mainly during college.

This first photoset captures myself and my aformentioned friend Dr. Roberds as we perform a late-night anagram.

You may think that this church's sign bears a striking resemblence to the church sign on Research Drive. I have no idea what you're talking about.











I have no idea what the sign originally said at this point. No ewoks were harmed (except psychologically).