Thoughts, musings, and ramblings of an Arizona Parrothead. And of course, some semi-true stories.
Tuesday, July 08, 2008
Ask and Ye Shall Receive
Me and my Dad, blaming one another for the horrendous smell prevalent in this particular part of Yellowstone. This joint smells like the men's room the morning after a Pickled Eggs, Beer, and Crabcake Festival. |