The Twenty Ninth of July, Two Thousand and Twelve
started out the day late on Sunday with Sam and Monika. woke up at the Flying W. After breakfast, we headed to the Goodwill Store to see what we could find. Why do dolls always look like they’re surprised? Or terrified?
perhaps it’s just me, but dolls are so creepy.
found this really cool little toy musical instrument. considered it for a moment, but decided it was untuneable, so I passed.
found just what I needed over in the computer and electronics department. some of you might not even realize what you’re looking at here. wow, a whole MEG!!
after scoring nearly nothing, off to Franklin Hall in Philly.
First time here. nice place. decent beer selection, but wouldn’t say the greatest.
to the left is the inside portion of the faux German beer garden, and to the right is the outside courtyard. you can see Monika and Sam conveniently found the bar..
- Looking in the opposite direction. if you don’t fancy the picnic tables outside, there is some fancier seating inside, with tvs.
- As the sun was setting over Philadelphia and our weekend. We hadn’t seen Sam in a few weeks because we’re all so damn busy.
- The place was pretty damn expensive for a beer garden
- but you can’t put a price on this.
On The Verge of Tears 
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