Apparently, my blog is bigger with the Flint gangsters than I had originally thought. They took my message to heart, and not more than 8 hours after I posted, they went and got themselves shot. Mind you, they got some of the directions wrong. I had said first Tuesday of a month that started with a ‘J’, and yesterday was the first Thursday of the month. And they were about 27 minutes early to my 0833 start time of ‘acceptable times to get shot’, but I guess I can’t complain. They saved me from what otherwise would’ve been a monotonous day. Thanks guys!
But seriously Flint, I was kidding about the whole ‘go get yourself shot between specific hours’ thing. Sort of.
A view from my run.
We took off yesterday for Chicago, and after a nice jog run on the lakeshore this morning, I’m taking Justin to what may be my all time favorite museum in the world: The Museum of Science and Industry. Yes, I AM that much of a dork.
I hope they ate their donuts! And I love the Museum of Science and Industry. I hope you took photos!
OMG! I don’t know whose Flint stories are better, yours or my sister’s. I’ll be happy when she moves outta there.
I bet she’ll be happy when she moves too!