So slow that for lunch I lied down in the back of the van and continued watching Charro!
Like a nice lazy summer afternoon, I fell asleep during this old Western.
Elvis' gunshots woke me up. I was lying next to a half eaten sandwich.
A run to Winnetka allowed me to listen to the White Sox opening day game. I haven't really followed baseball since 1988, but the generic sound of baseball on AM radio in the afternoon took the edge off of the obligatory afternoon traffic.
I snuck in another nap before teaching.
Verdict: Win
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