I don’t know why it is, exactly, but the grumbling old grouch in me just loves seeing grumbling old grouchy stuff. We’ve been wanting to head up to Colonial Williamsburg for awhile now. Kim and I really like coming here, even though the last time we were here we got some really dirty looks from the old fart tourists. We’re probably being denied service by some racist piece of crap as you read this and I will probably be lynched for being a race-traitor before this weekend is over. At any rate, we’re taking the weekend off to hang out and look at foilage and go on the Ghost Tour (it is Halloween after all). Rum and Erwin should be up as well (we’re renting a two-bedroom cottage) and pictures of our shennanigans will follow.
I had such a great time…except for the little colonial doll you guys kept scaring me with.