The weekend is shaping up nicely already. Battle of the Bands, Cat Scientist, Hamilton Pool, and, for Father's Day, Plano. I haven't been swimming, really swimming, yet this season, and I'm so excited about Hamilton Pool on Saturday that I just spent my lunch at Target buying aqua socks, goggles, and a float. I will look dorky but rapt.
Not much else to report. I saw this guy's car hood pop up while he was going about 70 on the upper deck of I-35. He managed to pull over without incident by sticking his head way out the window, but he looked extremely frightened as I passed him. It's hard for me to get up at 8:30 in the morning. I still don't know Spanish. That's all.