A week with Frank and James.

I recently found out that Wild West outlaw, Frank James is buried just a short drive across town here in Independence, MO. So... I decided to go over there and take a look. He's buried in a small cemetery in a ghetto part of town, but the stone walls and pumpkin plant growing in the corner of the yard was very charming.

I decided that the rest of the week, I'm either going to do something that pertains to 'Frank' or 'James.' It was Frank James week!

Tuesday, I took a photo with my boss, Jim (James).

Wednesday, I met my friend Frank and took a picture with him.

Thursday, I met a card-carrying member of Friends of James Farm.

Friday, I ate a frank. This is the worst blog post ever.

Does this man live in Independence?

Lets go down the checklist:
• 'Merica shirt? Check.
• Black and brown dad shoes? Check.
• Athletic shorts? Check.
• Ponytail? Check.
• Jeff Gordon NASCAR hat? Check.
• Bruises? Yeah, that's not really a factor. But, Check.

Yes, this man lives in Independence.