The Last Time ...

... I went to the tracks, something good happened when we came home. Doesn't hurt to try again :)
Last time I went to the tracks, I don't think the 269 Ninjas (our local gang of ninjas. I guess.) had claimed the sign post yet. I'm expecting the 420 Kings (our local gang of stoners. I'm quite sure.) to claim the other side.

And yes, underneath all those weeds there really are train tracks.

Am completely frazzled from a crazy, frazzled-making day so I couldn't be entertaining to save my life. It's hard enough trying to type without too many typos.