Sunday, August 31, 2008

Moss Lake is a lie.

Undine, a very special Special invited me for a hike at Moss Lake. Well, we never found moss lake but we did have one weird adventure.We drove through many dumpy towns and saw indescribable horror. We stopped at a weird yard sale that has never been taken down since it had been put up. Everything was weathered and one table had imploded. The only pic I could sneak was this one of the bean bag babies closed pined. How creepy. If you saw this place and the man who lived there, you'd imagine roadkill closed pinned in a similar manor in his house.

Continuing strangedom. Is this not the weirdest looking Salvation army?
Our last and final stop was at 3 Bums Pizza. I opt they should update their name to 3 bums and the Nats. While we were eating our not-so-tasty pizza there were a swarm of Nats frying around us. Undine complained about them and I said "I'm sure we have a few baked in our pizza." No sooner then I said that I picked one out of my cheese. True story.

1 comment:

deebee said...

It AIN'T no lie. No lie like Friday's pie. Sticky sky.