So I go outside tonight to spend a little down time with a cup of herbal tea to enjoy the night sounds. Well, guess what? The night sounds are a band at the Cotton Gin performing an awful rendition of Dead or Alive and racket from the new race track many miles down the road from us. No cricket chirps and froggy singing. Just awful noise. Where was Manly? At the race track having a grand ole time. Hope he enjoyed himself. I really do.