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^ Crystal!

I must say Joe, this one disappoints. It's an actually tasty looking meal. I'm hoping the desert portion is something like "hot crossed buns with Joe." Wait....we've already seen that. Nevermind.

I had gas yesterday. Must of been the pizza.

Hmmm, how would you explain the "I'm a girl" scream then?

The blurry photo is my favorite. Thanks!

Mel took some of us crushing Cameron on the Scrambler. Bother her!

I'd never been to Indiana Beach, and Cameron gave it rave reviews. What better way then to have the man himself, show me around? As a kid I'd watched the silly Indiana Beach crow sqwak at me, during commercial breaks of GI Joe and Transformers cartoons, telling me "There's more than corn in Indiana." 20 years later, I discovered he was right! Indiana Beach packs a lot of stuff into a small boardwalk, five coasters, a ton of flats, and some great home grown dark rides. The highlight was Cornball Express. This little woodie was running great, and with the light crowds all day, we rode the heck out it. Great pops of airtime, and the first drop is insane. Hoosier Hurricane was just meh. I couldn't put my finger on it, but it never really thrilled. Tigerrrrrr, or however they spell it was a nice little schwartzkopf, with an great little first drop, and with no restraints made you grab on for dear life. I didn't take a ton of pics, as I tend to take in a park more on my first visit. Here's what I gots: The crew. Thanks for a great day! Only one thing to say. This is Red Dawn Awesome! Nuff said. I had no idea Easter Island was located in Monticello, IN. I have no idea.... Site of Mel's attempt at saving a baby snapping turtle. The pack a lot in. Water park slides are literally on top of flat rides and the Galaxi. Great shooter. I sucked. Although I did beat Rich... Great random themeing. Like giant concrete tigers! The famous haunted house. Hold me Cam! We waited until the end of the day to ride....it was broke. Winds + over water = white knuckles. A lot packed into a tiny space. And beware of germs! Crowds didn't get much heavier than this. The picture everyone takes. Hoosier Hurricane.

I saw this and thought, "Fish heads, fish heads. Little tiny fish heads."

Mrs. Ruth.

I had me a Fat Tire on Friday. I hadn't had one since UnSolace weekend. It was as tasty as I recall, and I was in love again. We've got two brewpubs/restaurants within five minutes of our new home. The camera WILL be joining us for those trips.

^ Touche! It's because I don't get enough blueberries to strengthen the mind. Which leads to me leaving my camera in the car, at the house, forgetting to change the batteries. And the mere fact that I'm a total tool.

Well excuse me for pointing out a rule on TPR....I was channeling Wes for minute, my fault. I'm done.

Spellcheck is your friend. Try it, you'll like it.

You'll get over that fear real quick. Last night I had a 8 Ball Stout. Quite tasty, very blueberryish....wait, I mean chocolately. I also tried out Leinenkugel's Summer Shandy. It's a beer with lemonade after taste. Really quite strange, although I could see sipping one down on a hot Chicago afternoon.

Yes, captions make the TR. If they're not good shots, leave them out. It's about quality, not quantity. No one wants to page through pages of craptastic shots of stuff out of focus, or across from the parking lot. I see no "rave reviews."

Led Zeppelin is a he? Grrrr. Try more than one member. Ramble On, young man, Ramble On.

Wow, 150 pictures....and a third of them are out of focus....

Yes.

^ I'm in love....

Erotic. Seriously, they're fine. The seats are a bit narrow, but comfy, as well as, the OTSRs.

I forgot. He just lets everyone else give him things to put in/on his body. Like flaxseed oil, which I hear shines up mahogney furniture really nicely. The best part about the Sweeney story, is how he got the stuff from Sweeney's locker, used it, and then threw Sweeney under the bus. What a stand up guy.

No wonder Guy left her.

^ Um, he did fail a test last year. Do you not recall him blaming Mike Sweeney? I think it speaks volumes that Hank Aaron and Bud Selig are both non-commital to attending any game that he may "break" it at.

There's a lot worse rides than American Eagle.

^ I'm pretty sure if you ask Robb and Elissa now, they have many tired days. You just see a very small portion of their lives.