My little brother, Scott the Mancub, explains to me the goodness of Sonic. And models his new fashion sense- blue wool blazer over a Banana Republic henley. Interesting choice.
Fredneck, while not the cure for boredom most days, is now the home of Virginia's newest Sonic!
So obviously we partook of the greasy goodness of chili cheese tots. (And burgers and chicken strips.)
And then Scott helped me move furniture and we went to the movies. He wasn't so amused.
We saw "We Are Marshall." Freaking stupid tearjerker movie that made me cry. I hate crying.
All in all, not a bad day.