For five years, I walked past The Archer–in all his disproportionate-muscle-to-endowment-ratio glory–waiting for the perfect opportunity to stand by his side. In the end, I waited until the very last day that I was at UCLA to have Lindsay snap this picture in front of my entire family and the Neuroscience community. The pointing and snickering I endured from passers-by did nothing to detract from a moment I had conceived in my mind nearly 5 years earlier.