A cold front did indeed come through Norman at about 5pm yesterday. It was about 65 degrees this morning. Considering it was about 80 inside the apartment, Joanna opened a window in what must have been a fit of excitement before she left. I was scheduled to fly at 4pm, the tail end of the hottest part of the day. It was somewhere around 84 degrees, but it felt amazingly cool. I was astonished at the clarity of the air and lamented the fact that I was stuck in the pattern. I bet you could see the Washita mountains today. I could see well past the downtown OKC buildings just after takeoff as it was.

Ed’s going to try to get my recheck as soon as possible. Maybe even tomorrow. Maybe this one will go better than the last.