Made my fifth annual visit to the Plano Invitational Cross Country meet at Bob Woodruff Park this morning. It was more subdued, but also a tad cooler than most years. Maybe there was a malfunction with the amplifiers for the pump-you-up music selections, or maybe the Katrina situation dwarfs everything by comparison.
After a trip to the post office, and to the Spee Dee Lube for an overdue oil change I settled back home to stay out of the ninety-seven degree afternoon with the latest Evanovich from the library.
Read
Nap
Repeat
