Driving into TAR. The weather was LOVELY. And by LOVELY, I mean ASS.
Saw BUSH upon arrival. I heart you St. Louis. You have a whole stadium dedicated to one of God greatest creations. Now, you just need to learn how to spell.
Travis said, "Look for the two naked chics with big cameras." After getting out my wad of $1 and being slapped by several passerbys, I found these two. Very nice ladies, Bambi (Left) and Barb (Right). Travis was half right. They did have big cameras.
Here's a very drunk Travis doing the YMCA dance at Hard Rock Cafe the first night. He could also be praising God that his TAR shirt fit, I don't really remember.
Here's the early TAR group at Hard Rock. From left to right: Coffeypot, Barb, Alicia (Travis' missus), Travis, Bambi, and Kid Funk (Travis' partner/luvah/BFF/brother/tagteam partner/something.)
Here is a shot looking down from the top of the arch. This is starting to seem like those sucky vacation slides people make you watch.
Here is the main TAR group. Left to Right: Jeff, Travis, Daffy, Mr. Wonderful, Coffeypot.
Here is the adorable Ms. Daffy chillaxin (I hate that word) at the mall. As you can see from her facial expression, she is one Labor Day away from Jerry Lewis holding a Tele-thon for her.
Here's Travis doing his best Boy Band impression. No matter how long we made him stand there so we could take pictures, the damn train just wouldn't show up.
Here is Mr. Coffey in front of a fountain on the last day. We hung out at the museum after everybody split........As a side note: This dude is super cool and totally NOT really a dirty old man like he seems on his blog. Make sure you check him out.