Heat, Obama, and Detours

I opted for the lunch run today, outside.  Not only was it hot as all get out, my normal route was blocked because Mr Pres was in town.  As I approached the Woodward/Hwy 71 overpass, a cop quickly made it clear that there was no way in hell I was crossing over it.  Maybe he was worried I might sweat on the limo...or that I was exiting the ghetto and had not slept in day(s).  Regardless, security concern noted!  So instead, I headed down to Burleson, encountered some unplanned hill action, and headed back to the office, 50 minutes.