… Was his name localized to Tomas for Spanish speaking regions… or are you doing a Mandella Effect bit?
Um, no, I’ve not been to that museum, does sound awesome, but my (nearly 100% certainly also autistic) grandpa had an entire, fully functional landscape / diorama / train track kit, that he spent like two decades slowly building… it was the size of roughly two queen mattresses, end to end.
I also did go to some train museums / exhibits up in the PNW, the cascades, they’ve kept an old school steam engine working on I think an old rail line for logging, up around snoqualmie, it’ll choo-choo you around a nice little relaxing loop.
Like, I am entirely unironically the stereotype of ‘loved trains waaaay too much as a kid = autism’, and it literally runs in family, hahah!
I’m pretending he had nonunion latino equivalent like Flanders just roll with it
Next time I’m up near snoqualmie (got some family in Puyallup no don’t try to say it) I might take that train. It sounds fun. We’ve got the Napa Wine Train here but that’s more of a drinking + trains day.
Well lets pretend that after totally tripping over the joke, I ended up falling into a corner table but bracing myself as if I was just posting up on it and totally meant to land exactly like that.
I have heard about the Napa Wine Train, the one time I was nearby it, we were planning on going on it, but our schedule for the vacation got too messed up for it.
Maybe one day I’ll find my way back toward it.
Oh and its Pyuu Al Up. Not Poo Yall Up. Pyuu Al Up.
… Was his name localized to Tomas for Spanish speaking regions… or are you doing a Mandella Effect bit?
Um, no, I’ve not been to that museum, does sound awesome, but my (nearly 100% certainly also autistic) grandpa had an entire, fully functional landscape / diorama / train track kit, that he spent like two decades slowly building… it was the size of roughly two queen mattresses, end to end.
I also did go to some train museums / exhibits up in the PNW, the cascades, they’ve kept an old school steam engine working on I think an old rail line for logging, up around snoqualmie, it’ll choo-choo you around a nice little relaxing loop.
Like, I am entirely unironically the stereotype of ‘loved trains waaaay too much as a kid = autism’, and it literally runs in family, hahah!
I’m pretending he had nonunion latino equivalent like Flanders just roll with it
Next time I’m up near snoqualmie (got some family in Puyallup no don’t try to say it) I might take that train. It sounds fun. We’ve got the Napa Wine Train here but that’s more of a drinking + trains day.
Well lets pretend that after totally tripping over the joke, I ended up falling into a corner table but bracing myself as if I was just posting up on it and totally meant to land exactly like that.
I have heard about the Napa Wine Train, the one time I was nearby it, we were planning on going on it, but our schedule for the vacation got too messed up for it.
Maybe one day I’ll find my way back toward it.
Oh and its Pyuu Al Up. Not Poo Yall Up. Pyuu Al Up.
I try to tell my wife to pronounce it P’Y’all.up. She keeps adding extra vowels and syllables.