
Normally there are signs on the sides of the cars for the council members, but apparently they couldn't figure out how to get them on the side of Rick's car. Brandon didn't even realize Rick had gone by.


Having done it in the past, I can tell you that marching 2 miles in 100 degree heat is not fun. Kudos to those who did it. Jacob did ok this year. They toned down the firetruck sirens a little this year, so he was ok with his mp3 player plugging his ears. It's a nice little parade, with classic cars, floats from the various organizations around town, a couple businesses, the Houston Rockets mascot, a bugle and drum corps, Cinderella, and a few others. It was actually smaller than in the past, maybe because it was a weekend and a lot of people went out of town.