Showing posts with label Six hours to Miami. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Six hours to Miami. Show all posts

Monday, August 3, 2009

Midwestern Doppelgangers


While waiting for a parade and small ceremony for troops to come home I spotted someone who looked like a tiny, nonbiker-ish version of Sean.

Right there in the middle. Such a bad picture because I was trying to discretely take his picture with my phone.

After standing in the sun for over two hours my poor little Irish skin couldn't take it and I transformed into a lobster.

Links because it's too hideous, and I wouldn't want anyone to accidentally see them.

Just after a shower earlier Censor bar Unhappy Snowy

Then after arriving home we stopped at Walmart and I saw a child version of Shane Morris. Couldn't get a picture, though, so here's a picture representation of what the Shane Morris might have looked like as a child.

Also, I wish I was six hours away from Miami to work on my tan.