M., Greg, and Gabe headed to Six Flags for the day. The real question is whether the drive to & from the theme park was more exhilarating than riding the roller coasters. Hmmm...
Greg ended up leaving the park without seeing much around him -- he was in a presbyopic (farsighted) state as a result of one too many roller coaster rides. His glasses got knocked off on Roar, thanks to M's elbow. Ooops. Too bad they didn't meet up with "Mr. Six." They could have borrowed his specs. I am sure his Rx would have allowed Greg to see clearly, and those black frames are soooo stylish.
