Yes, we do have a Moses action figure on our wall. Got a problem with that?
Basically, this weekend's visit from Paul can entirely be summed up with one story:
On my way back to Quincy El stop from Union Station, I got stopped at the intersection by the Sears Tower by two of the most amazingly beautiful sailors I have ever seen. And while they asked me for directions to "that place where all the trains are" I tried desperately not to drool at their lovely sailor outfits. So we stood there, the three of us, as the setting sun sent colors shooting off the windows of the Sear Tower, discussing Union Station, their lives as Naval officers on shore leave, and train traveling in general.
Man, but I do love sea men.
On my way back to Quincy El stop from Union Station, I got stopped at the intersection by the Sears Tower by two of the most amazingly beautiful sailors I have ever seen. And while they asked me for directions to "that place where all the trains are" I tried desperately not to drool at their lovely sailor outfits. So we stood there, the three of us, as the setting sun sent colors shooting off the windows of the Sear Tower, discussing Union Station, their lives as Naval officers on shore leave, and train traveling in general.
Man, but I do love sea men.