If you ever feel the need to go from plump magnificence to dehydrated prune state in the space of two hours, I strongly recommend you attend the Alan Ross Freedom Parade in Dallas. This year was no exception and I came home looking like a raisin. It was all worth it.
For those of you who do not live in my glorious town or stayed at home embracing your air conditioning unit, I’ll post photographs of the parade every day… until I run out. I hope you enjoy them.
The most annoying constable to have ever walked the streets of Dallas.
Just before the parade began, two cowboys walking up the street