Preakness day dawned cloudy and chilly and while I hoped against hope and logic that the sun would do a repeat of its glorious path through the sky on Black Eyed Susan Day, it was not to be. At one point it full-on rained, driving those of us with seats not protected by the overhang of the upper grandstand back. The race track doesn't have much in the way of indoor seating on any given day, but especially not on a day where all seats were spoken for...so that left a great many of us standing around in odd places or sitting in others' seats just to be dislodged once the rightful owners returned. It also predicated layers that covered up the ladies' outfits. But L. and Fat T. still looked pretty slick.