Mother's Day. I made breakfast for Christy this morning, then met with Scott around 11 to go and shoot the last day of Contraband Days. The weather was great and I got a splendid sunburn. We got a log of great coverage. I actually manned a camera for an hour or so toward the end.

Scott still hasn't read the latest incarnation of Red 71. I continue to rag him about it to no avail. Oh well.

I tried to take a nap this afternoon after I got in. Didn't happen. Too much on my mind.

Freddy called tonight. I put him off until after the shoot in June. I'm still excited about his project - just wish I had more time. I've been thinking about a title for that project. I like A Third Suspect.