Thursday, September 9, 2010

2:21

My dad is an attorney for a big railroad company, and, at the close of this most recent case, a couple of the grumpy, southern men he represents made him a mix CD of twenty-four songs about trains.  He listens to it any time he's in the car, and anybody riding with him hears about how neat he thinks it is.  It's pretty adorable.  I really want to get him a Lionel set one of these days.

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