Now, imagine me driving the boys to a campsite (#$%# Cub Scouts), in a Toyota Sienna, and setting up camp for tonight and tomorrow. Nothing like thunderstorm camping! Woo hoo! Provided no tornadoes come and sweep us up into the stratosphere, I figure we can take refuge in the Sienna, if we have to. The storms are perfectly timed to make a camping trip appear feasible, without actually being so.
Saturday, April 24, 2010
Where in the hell am I?
Can you find me on this map?
Now, imagine me driving the boys to a campsite (#$%# Cub Scouts), in a Toyota Sienna, and setting up camp for tonight and tomorrow. Nothing like thunderstorm camping! Woo hoo! Provided no tornadoes come and sweep us up into the stratosphere, I figure we can take refuge in the Sienna, if we have to. The storms are perfectly timed to make a camping trip appear feasible, without actually being so.
Now, imagine me driving the boys to a campsite (#$%# Cub Scouts), in a Toyota Sienna, and setting up camp for tonight and tomorrow. Nothing like thunderstorm camping! Woo hoo! Provided no tornadoes come and sweep us up into the stratosphere, I figure we can take refuge in the Sienna, if we have to. The storms are perfectly timed to make a camping trip appear feasible, without actually being so.
