My internets. Which means I’m cut off. From the WORLD.
This leaves me with no other choice than to grab a few girls from the office and head straight for the Rebel Flag Mecca when the whistle blows. Did you know it’s eight frigging dollars to get in that place to touch a big ole rock? For eight dollars, I want a different kind of rock. And I want it on my hand. And if it’s not that kind of rock, at least let it be the kind that will fit in my pocket and has googly eyes.
Pictures here, I gotta get to work.
03 Jul 07
9:41 am
Sigh… many a virginity from my area was lost on that mountain. If you climbed up the mountain before dark, it took you twice as long to get back down because you had to watch your step for all the “2 backed beasts.”
03 Jul 07
2:35 pm
I want an update on Mary Ann and Greg…. did they make it to infinity? Was Buzz Lightyear there?