I got a call earlier today from a weird number I didn't recognize.
It was Sean telling me he was swinging through my area.
I drove over to Iowa (all the way over there, ya) and met up with the Reaper's at a Conoco station near I29/I80.
Sean has really taken on the family man image giving up his he-man truck for a soccer mom mobile... yeah, that's right... a mini-van. At least as mini-vans go he got a good one.
It was a lot of fun watching Sean try to figure out where to put the roll of film in his digital camera.
Finally, The Reapers (wouldn't let me even buy them a soda) and I sat in the gas station chatting for a bit before they drove off towards the infamous Corn Palace (Mitchel, SD) and Wall Drug (some shit hole, SD).
That's my Diet Coke.
P.S.
Here's one of Reaper and Skag. Notice the vehicles in the background.
