"What kind of world do we live in when there is no Micheal Jackson in it?"
"I've always liked Micheal since I was a boy! I could never admit it though. I was a metal head."
From the daughter:
"He even sang songs when he was a kid? WOW!!" (giggle)
"I love the Beat It song. It so beat-y!!"
Well, that's what we did yesterday. We drove to Tanglewood Lake. What's that? Never heard of it? I'm not surprised, it's clear down past Osawatomie, KS (John Brown, anyone?), past the Potawatamie River, almost to Mound City. (Look at a map, if you are so inclined.)
We followed him into his property, we had to wait on the dam for a flock of geese to pass. If you look closely, you can see the cigarette hanging out of his mouth in the rear view mirror, I love this picture. Also, I would have posted a picture of the sticker just to the right of the yankees one, but this is a family blog. Buh dum bum.










