The Brimhalls recently paid us a visit. It was a pleasant trip. I think it reached its pinnacle when we all got to hear Shane perform his delightfully profane cover of Rage Against the Machine's "Killing in the Name of." It was also nice to have Jalan and Penny around to leap onto the grenade that is Salem's unquenchable need for attention. All kinds of fun things were done. And we have the pictures to prove it.
Jalan was nice enough to feed Salem. She was grateful.
Kaaryn and her family all visited the 6th floor museum. It is a museum in Dallas in the very room where "Oswald shot Kennedy." I put that in quotation marks because it has come to my attention that there is a certain kook conspiracy theory concerning the death of President Kennedy. Apparently this theory posits that Oswald was a disgruntled communist that acted completely alone in the assassination. Outlandish, I know. Thankfully nobody really believes it.
See the white "X" in the middle lane. That is where Kennedy was shot. Seriously, it's still there.
Here's the Texas Book Depository. It's just across the street from the Dallas Money Depository, which is what they call a bank here.
They built this monument for Kennedy. Evidently, Oswald has a monument in his honor at General Dynamics' Corporate Office in Falls Church, Virginia.
We also went to Six Flags, which is in Arlington, between Dallas and Fort Worth. Six Flags in right next to the Rangers ballpark and the new 1.2 billion dollar Cowboys stadium. It's really cool down there. It was a pretty hot day, but we all survived.
Believe it or not, Batman took this picture.
If anyone knows who's car this is, some idiot parked in my space.
It was really hot, I tells ya!
Bald people get thirsty too.
They had some good shows . . . no, wait. That was actually a gubernatorial debate.
We went and ate dinner in the Historic Fort Worth Stockyards District. The Stockyards District reminds me a lot of the old movie "Seven Brides for Seven Brothers" excepts not quite as sophisticated.
This is a small, outdoor mall.
I went in to order a share of Google and they asked if I wanted t-bone or sirloin.
Jessica Simpson would be proud. Too bad she can't read the caption.
Somehow they knew I would be there. I felt very welcome.
