Cross country adventure thru 11 states, no convictions.
Slightly less foggy.
TiVo hate fog.
Hooray! It's....4 dead white men. And if you squint real hard, you can kind of pretend that rock monster from Neverending Story is on the right there.
Jess' Lincoln could use a little work.
Lest anyone doubt his claim to having seen four giant heads carved into a mountain, Sean records his proof.
TiVo does the dance of joy.
Mrs.Crabapple (left) didn't approve of this field trip. Too much fresh air made children difficult to manage. And detention via chloroform would be impossible out here in the open.
We stood around for half an hour, hoping some fornicators would stop by to show us exactly what "unlawful sex" was.
Jess (under her breath): Sean, start the car. I'm gonna goose Lincoln and then we're hauling ass outta here.
They really do love cutting things out of stone around here.
This is Zack. He has a problem with intimacy.
This is Zeke. He's hiding a throbbing erection.
Philosophical Duck always asks why.
Once again, Sean is distracted by something shiny in the distance, even though he's the one taking the picture.
The entire exterior is made out of corn. Except for the lights. Those are the trapped souls of 19th century slave labor. Still, I bet they liked corn.