Vroooooom!
The St. Pete Grand Prix activity started today. If you step outside my office building, it sounds like there are millions of angry bees a few blocks away. Christina, Bryan, and I walked into the heart of downtown at lunchtime; the words "trailer park invasion" came to mind and might even have escaped my lips. Still, I'm glad to see someone's coming to spend money in St. Pete.
Christina and I must unpack boxes this weekend, or doubtless we would be sitting trackside, cheering [insert your favorite CART contestant here] to victory.
Christina and I must unpack boxes this weekend, or doubtless we would be sitting trackside, cheering [insert your favorite CART contestant here] to victory.





