The Gulf Side of Florida

This was one of my first trips to the gulf side of Florida.






It's a great day to be on the gulf coast of Florida...Indians Rock Beach to be exact.






I'm just walking along the shore until suddenly...






...something caught my eye.






It's some kinda dead crab-like creature on the ground.






Dead crab-like creatures don't scare me.






Down ya go.






I continued to walk along the shore but then something else caught my eye...






...it's some kinda dead crustacean leg on the ground.






Dead crustacean legs don't scare me.






Down ya go.






I continued to walk along the shore but then another thing caught my eye...






...it's a dead blind fish on the ground.






Dead blind fish don't scare me.






Down ya go.






Not too big of a fan of seafood but all that dead stuff really hit the spot.






I moseyed on over to Clearwater Beach to watch the sunset during the end of the day.






It was the worst sunset I've ever seen.






It was so bad that I threw up my dead seafood buffet.

Artsy Train Ride

I don't really think I'm a very artsy person but I was recently back in Chicago and I was sitting on a train by myself and I happened to have my camera (surprise, surprise). So I decided to make fun of myself by trying to be artistic while riding on the train. ENJOY!






I call this piece…"why aren't we moving?"






I call this piece…"yeah, we are moving."






I call this piece…creepy tree.






I call this piece…"what is the time?"






I call this piece…look away from the nuclear explosion.






I call this piece…"ah yes, I have a watch."






I call this piece…playing with gum.






I call this piece…playing with gum, part 2.






I call this piece…playing with gum, part 3.






I call this piece…impression of a duck looking at a cell phone.






I call this piece…whining Brian.






I call this piece…egg-shaped Brian.






I call this piece…more gum.






I call this piece…blurry nose.






I call this piece…head in motion.






I call this piece…"juh?"






I call this piece…the train stop.






I call this piece…little too much sun.






I call this piece…"now what?"

A Trip to Kennedy Space Center and Ormond Beach

I went to the Kennedy Space Center for $10 and then drove north to Ormond Beach afterwards.






You can't say no to a place like A&W for lunch on a trip...especially when it's in a shack with Long John Silvers next to it.






Ain't no shacks around here.






Finally, I get to live my dream of sticking my head in a hole with faceless astronauts.






If there's one thing that NASA stands by it's good parallel parking.






The staff at Kennedy are very welcoming, they just ask that you take off your shoes when you get in the shuttle.






Couldn't tell if this fella was dead or fake...most likely my first thought since it's logical.






This area seemed to be a tad bit homosexual.






After all of these years some of these rockets are still loaded. I totally lost my shoes from that!






This family were test subjects before they froze Han Solo in Return of the Jedi. Maybe one day they too will also be thawed out.






Not a big fan of the Mars exhibit.






I had enough of the Space Center and it's homosexual rockets.






TWINS at Ormond Beach.






One twin was scared of another twin's shadow.






A foot print of an Ormond Beach Monster.






My wussy twin foot next to the Ormond Beach Monster foot print.






Me being a scared and wussy twin.






Time to make some twin trax and get outta here!