Went to Knott’s Berry Farm yesterday with Annie and Bonnie. It was forecast to rain around 4 p.m., so we got hustled over there by 11 a.m. and tried to hit all the good rides (surprisingly there were quite a few) before the rain clouds made their debut. Alas, like a seventy-three year old man, we could not beat the wetness– it started raining at 3, and we were forced to skulk around the indoor attractions (that is if you find disturbingly quiet western-themed gift shops attractive) until leaving.

Fun times, though.

(notice 1. the wetness and 2. how Annie is RIPPING my shirt off in the last pic)