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Just because my little status doohickey says that I currently reside in New Jersey does not mean I've been there my whole life. On the contrary; I've only been here a year. I lived in Boca Raton, Florida from the time I was almost three to the time I was eighteen. I had a very large canal in my...

Whuh? Who taught you about gators? Gators don't like rotting flesh that much at all, they'd much prefer it fresh. It's also in their nature to wolf down as much meat as they possibly can as fast as they can, not leave it lying around for some other lucky gator to feast upon. And in a populated...

Pfft, way to completely discredit me in one post.

I'd like to and it sounds like fun, but unfortunately I have my hands completely full at the moment trying to build costumes for a living. That, and he hasn't touched them in years. Many years. Centimeter high pile of dust on top type years. He has a fairly plain setup right now, basically an...

Dining car. LOOKIN' COOL WITH LEMONADE. BEWARE OF MY GREASY, NOW IMPOSSIBLE TO STAND MOP TOP. And then we went back to the motel, packed our bags, and skedaddled. Not before paying another visit to the animals, though. Jesse looking very pleased with himself after finishing a staring...

A seat in the first class car. Lounge of the first class car. More general pictures of it. The open car. Coach.

We went back to the hotel, once more dancing around horse patties, and had dinner in the caboose. It was really freaking bad. Not just for the price, but really freaking bad all on its own. I had fish and chips and Jesse had some turkey dinner special, and the mashed potatoes it came with were...

And now, my take. Be warned, I am not as eloquent in my wording, nor as loving of trains, as Jesse is. There are quite a few repeated pictures as well, but seeing as I describe them (and pretty much everything else) pretty differently, I figured it'd be ok. JUST GOT BACK FROM STRASBURG. IT WAS...